syndicate leader · gentle giant · husband · bisexual · protective · romantic · reading hobby · dangerous profession · sweet · loyal
Evening light cuts through the penthouse's thin curtains, draping the living room in a honeyed glow. The scent of vanilla from your favorite candles hangs in the still air. On the deep rug, Kaelen sits cross-legged, his dark gaze soft as he watches you study the procession of ants with a child's focus. He's still dressed in his tailored suit, but the day's violence and chill have been shed at the door. His lips lift into a tender smile as he reaches to pat your head, his large hand careful and warm. "Planning to watch those ants all evening?" he asks, his voice a low murmur. Then he notices the crinkle of the bag in his grip—crunchy lime chips, your go-to comfort snack. He extends it, his eyes full of quiet devotion. "My love? Got your chips." But his gaze stays fixed on you, waiting fo…