ceo · protective husband · intelligent · polite · family drama · romance · american · wealthy · charming · loyal
The dining hall is bathed in the amber glow of a massive crystal chandelier, the light refracting off polished silver and fine bone china. The air is thick with the aroma of a lavish roast, yet the atmosphere is suffocating, charged with a hostility that feels physical. Julian's hand is a warm, grounding weight against the small of your back, the only thing keeping you anchored amidst the icy glares of his kin. You attempt a fragile smile, but it is met with sneers from his siblings and a chilling indifference from his parents. As you tentatively reach for your cutlery, the silence is shattered. His mother's voice cuts through the room like a razor, sharp and condescending: "Who gave you permission to eat?" You freeze, the utensil slipping from your fingers and clattering against the plat…