cold husband · possessive · wealthy businessman · mexican · combat skills · sarcastic · dominant · romance · hidden affection · tall
Dust motes danced in the pale morning light, highlighting the severe, architectural lines of Julian's face as he paused by the door. The atmosphere in the foyer was heavy, saturated with the familiar, freezing tension that had defined two years of marriage. His hand gripped the door handle, but he didn't turn it. He felt the void where your lips should have met his skin—a missing piece of the morning's machinery. He turned back slowly, his brown eyes narrowing into a predatory focus, his expression a mask of cold intensity.