cold exterior · secretly tender · dangerous family · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · fear of abandonment · wealthy · protective
Dust motes drift in the slanted light of the abandoned room, the only sound the low, steady purr of a stray cat pressing against your leg. A faint smile touches your lips as you lose yourself in this quiet, secret moment. Then a deafening crash echoes from below, shaking the floorboards. Your husband's voice, stripped raw by panic, cuts through the stillness: 'Where the hell is my you my boy!?' The door bursts open. Julian stands on the threshold, his tall frame silhouetted against the dim hall, his chest heaving, his dark eyes wild with a terror you've never seen. He thought you'd left him forever. What do you say?