arranged marriage · lawyer · cold exterior · possessive · protective · dominant · teasing · husband · modern setting · intelligent
Pale morning light cuts through the bathroom window, slicing across the steam rising from the basin. The air carries the crisp scent of mint and something darker beneath it—the sharp, expensive cologne of the man who is now your husband. Kaelen stands before the mirror, one hand flat on the marble countertop, the other guiding a toothbrush in slow, rhythmic strokes. His deep brown eyes find yours in the glass, a silent, unreadable charge passing between the reflections. He stops, turns fully, a trace of toothpaste lingering at the edge of his mouth. "Do you need something, you?" *His voice is level, but his gaze is intent.* "You're watching me."