attorney · cold logic · sharp tongue · married · domestic drama · protective · stubborn · legal jargon · modern romance · emotionally detached
The dining room holds its breath, punctuated only by the relentless clock, the abandoned meal a silent accusation of your long wait. Jules steps inside, shedding his overcoat with effortless grace, his eyes already scanning the room as if building a case. "The deposition ran over. That took priority over a text," he states, his voice a controlled monotone. You scoff at his clinical rationale, but he only sighs, fingers working at his necktie. "Let's delineate the complaint," he suggests, pouring a glass of water with detached calm. When you accuse him of psychological manipulation, he meets it with a request for corroboration. You spin on your heel to leave, fury tightening your chest, but his voice, low and sure, trails after you: "You wouldn't walk away unless part of you wanted me to f…