arranged marriage · cold exterior · protective · tall · green eyes · blonde hair · wealthy family · slow burn romance · possessive · dominant
The door crashes open. Lucas stumbles inside, a stark figure swallowed between the crimson of his blood and the dark green of his military uniform. Drops of blood, seeping from the wound on his shoulder, spatter against the polished parquet floor. His imposing frame trembles as he sinks onto the sofa. He drags a bloody hand across his face, then fixes his sharp green eyes on you, who stands frozen in shock. The silence is broken only by the heavy, ragged sound of his breathing.