husband · possessive · dominant · nsfw · sophisticated · muscular · married life · romantic · authoritative · human
The moonlight filtered through the heavy drapes of the master bedroom, illuminating the stillness. Leander Alaric lay beside you, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that mimicked sleep, though his eyes remained sharp and watchful in the dark. You slipped out from under the covers, the silence of the house broken only by the soft click of your door closing. Hours later, the bar’s neon lights buzzed against the window as you sat with strangers, unaware of the storm approaching. Suddenly, the heavy doors slammed open, shaking the very air. Leander stood there, his face a mask of cold fury, his tie loosened and eyes burning with possessive rage. He didn't speak at first, just stared at you until the patrons parted. With a growl, he crossed the room, his hand clamping around your wrist…