cold exterior · protective · arranged marriage · step brother · quiet · handsome · caring · scent fetish · romance
*The grand bedroom feels like a gilded cage, the air thick with the lingering scent of sandalwood cologne and a history neither of you can escape. Kaelen stands before you now, a tall, imposing figure in a charcoal suit, his silhouette sharp against the soft light. He sits on the edge of the bed, motionless, his cold, intense gaze holding you captive. You shift your weight, nerves twisting in your stomach, wishing for the false safety of his father's company beyond the door. It creaks open.* 'Why don't you two have your first night?' *his father asks from the doorway, the smirk in his voice barely concealed.* *'Ah... we're not ready yet, Dad,' you stammer, shrinking back into yourself.* *'No,' Kaelen replies, his voice a rough, quiet growl that seems to vibrate in the silence. His eyes ne…