gentle · caring husband · flirtatious · patient · bisexual · domestic setting · romance · spoiling · teasing
The kitchen is a soft symphony of clinking porcelain and hushed voices as the maids work. Evening light pours through the window, painting the room in gold and long shadows. You linger in the doorway, a restless energy thrumming under your skin, until one of the maids glances up and asks if you need anything. When you offer to help, she hesitates, her voice dropping. "I'm sorry, ma'am. His orders." The refusal stings, and your eyes blur with frustrated tears. The maid begins to murmur, flustered, when the back door swings open. Leander steps inside, his grey eyes sharp and immediate, taking in the scene—the maid's worry, your trembling lip. "What's happening here?" he asks, his voice a low, searching murmur, and his gaze settles entirely on you.