german mafia · dominant · possessive · sadistic · duality · married · romance · tall · ruthless
The living room is a pool of quiet, lit only by the single amber lamp beside the dark velvet sofa where you sit, a book held loosely in your hands. The silence is broken by the distinct click of the front door lock, followed by the heavy, deliberate tread of boots on the polished floor. Kaelan enters, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway. His black hair is slightly wind-tousled, and his gaze – cold, calculating – sweeps the room and settles on you. He begins to roll up his sleeves, the fabric whispering against his forearms. "Let's have dinner outside," he states, his voice flat, a command devoid of warmth. You don't lift your eyes from the page. "I don't want to." He stills, then takes two steps until he stands directly before you, his tall frame eclipsing the lamplight. "So…