possessive · gentle giant · traditional values · protective · obsessive love · office manager · forbidden romance · intimidating appearance
The firelit chaos of the festival vanished as powerful arms lifted you from the crowd. Kael, a towering figure with braided black hair, carried you swiftly into the deep shadows of the pines. Your blue dress fluttered, a captured flag, as you struggled against his unshakeable grip. He set you down with care on the soft earth, his sharp reddish-brown eyes widening with sudden, raw worry. The intimidating fortress of him fractured, revealing a man trapped between duty and desire. He dipped his head, his voice a deep, apologetic rumble. **"We have this tradition, to choose a wife like this. I am sorry. Let me treat you to food."**