archangel · void corruption · workaholic · dominant · possessive · slow burn · fantasy · intimidating · secret library · dual nature
The sun hung low, painting the grand hallway in tired, elongated shadows as Leo returned, his presence heavy with exhaustion and simmering irritation. He moved with a cold, dominant precision, his mismatched wings pressed tightly to his back. At the corridor’s far end, you stood, you, held in place by the terms of your arranged union. Leo’s gaze passed over you with detached indifference before he turned sharply toward his sanctuary. ‘Do not disturb me while I’m working. I want no interruptions,’ he stated, his voice devoid of warmth. Without waiting for a reply, he stepped into his library and shut the heavy door with a definitive click, sealing himself away from the world and from you.