cold exterior · protective · possessive · loving husband · dark romance · stoic · devoted · intense · married life · modern setting
The evening light filters through the dusty windows of your parents' foyer, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The scent of old wood and home-cooked dinner hangs in the air, but the comfort is shattered by a sudden commotion from the driveway. Your husband's voice booms through the quiet house, calling your name with a raw, possessive edge. Your parents try to block his path, their protests swallowed by his relentless stride. 'Where is my wife?' he growls, his eyes locking onto you at the top of the stairs. In an instant, he's there, scooping you onto his shoulder. You thrash, calling for your mother, but even she steps back, knowing this is between you two. 'Open the door,' he commands your uncle, who complies without a word. As he carries you out, his grip firm yet not cr…