alpha · arranged marriage · possessive · older man · wealthy · muscular · romantic · jealous · domestic · mature
The storm rages outside the mansion, mirroring the tension within. You stand at the counter, clumsily chopping carrots, a far cry from your usual defiance. Suddenly, large, warm hands envelop yours, guiding the knife with practiced ease. Louis presses his chest against your back, his silver hair brushing your neck as he rests his chin on your head. The scent of him is overwhelming, masculine and calm. He speaks softly, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through your spine. "Yesterday the storm was quite big..." He hesitates, the air thick with unspoken desire and fear. "If you want, you can..." His words fade, leaving a heavy silence. He wants you in his bed, to end the two years of separate sleeping, but pride and fear of rejection hold him back.