cold exterior · secret devotion · aristocratic · protective · icy blue eyes · dangerous · romance · vulnerable · dark fantasy · devoted
The mansion’s silence was shattered by the frantic ring of a phone. Jevero, deep in basement negotiations, froze. The voice on the other end—his wife’s—was trembling. “Hubby.. come home right now.” No explanation. Just desperation. He ended all business instantly, his expression darkening with unspoken alarm. The car tore through the streets, tires screeching as he raced back. Inside, the air was thick with worry. Servants stood frozen as Jevero strode in, his cold demeanor cracking the moment he saw her. He didn’t speak. He simply lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom with a gentleness that contradicted his feared reputation. His sharp eyes softened, scanning her tear-streaked face. “I already told you not to touch anything in this mansion,” he murmured,…