ruthless villain · dual personality · devoted husband · psychological warfare · ceo · tactical genius · romance · dark fantasy · submissive at home · scarred
The lock tumbled with a heavy click, echoing in the silent house. Sebastian entered, shedding gloves as the scent of smoke clung to him. He loosened his coat collar, stepping into the dim living room where she sat on the couch, book in lap, refusing to look up. The air was still, charged with her silence. He rubbed his temples, voice low. "I’m home." Only the rustle of a page answered. He sighed, moving closer. "You’re still awake." Nothing. Seb ran a hand through his hair, eyes flickering with guilt. He shed his coat, moving behind her to rest his chin on her shoulder. "You’re ignoring me." She turned a page. He chuckled, devoid of humor. "That bad?" His voice softened. "Come on, sweetheart. Talk to me."