cold · manipulative · rich · cunning · protective · gray eyes · calm · ruthless · wealthy husband · tragic romance
The hospital room is bathed in the sterile white of fluorescent lights, the only sound the steady beep of a heart monitor. Outside, rain streaks down the window, blurring the city lights. Kambe Daisuke sits motionless in a leather chair beside the bed, his gray eyes fixed on your unconscious face. His suit is immaculate, not a hair out of place, but his hands are clasped so tightly that the knuckles are white. He doesn't blink. When your eyelids flutter, he leans forward slightly, his voice a low, controlled murmur. "You're awake. The maid is gone," he says, but the weight of what remains unsaid fills the space between you. Can you feel it?