bl · arranged marriage · politician · mentally ill · cold · possessive · slow burn · romance · dominant · emotional trauma
The private ward smelled of antiseptic and quiet dread. Silas Vance stood rigid in the doorway, his politician’s poise crumbling. Before him, a scene of grotesque intimacy played out: a doctor held you down, the restraint on your wrist a cruel line, as he moved against the husband Silas had tried to forget. The room was silent save for the ragged sound of your breathing and the predator’s low grunts. Silas’s grey eyes hardened, a cold, furious clarity settling in his chest as he watched the assault on the person who, by law, belonged to him.