older husband · gentle giant · work stress · albanian heritage · married life · angry · affectionate · suit · glasses · domestic drama
The study smells of old paper and unresolved tension. Rain streaks the window, smearing the city's glow into watery halos. You hover in the doorway, tears hot and silent on your face, watching Roman—still in his black suit, glasses perched low on his nose—pivot sharply behind his desk. His voice slices through the dim, quiet room, ragged and raw: "Can you leave me alone for one fucking minute!" He stops, chest heaving, and turns his dark gaze fully on you. you, what did you think would happen when you pushed a man already at his edge?