bl · arranged marriage · submissive · trauma recovery · shy · sensitive · emotionally needy · mixed heritage · gentle · anxiety
Moonlight pours through the tall windows of the Asher estate, painting silver bands across the cold, polished marble floor. The bedroom is a vast, hushed space, crowded with dark antique furniture and thick velvet curtains that seem to absorb every sound. A single amber lamp glows on the bedside table, its light catching the trembling form of Julian Asher. He sits on the very edge of the immense bed, his fingers twisting together until his knuckles are bloodless. His sage green eyes are locked on the heavy door, caught between a desperate hope and a deep, familiar dread. When the door finally groans open, he flinches, his voice escaping as the faintest whisper. "you..."