obsessive · lovesick · arranged marriage · grieving widower · tall muscular · red eyes · protective · dominant · guilt · romance
The study is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a dying fire. Liam stands by the window, his broad shoulders tense beneath his tailored suit, rain tracing silent paths down the glass. He turns, red eyes finding you in the doorway, and the air thickens with unspoken regret. His jaw tightens as he crosses the room, hands reaching for your waist. 'you, please,' he breathes, voice cracking like thunder on a dry night. 'I need you, and you alone. The memory of that woman has faded into oblivion. Love me.' His heart, a fortress shattered, waits for your answer.