husband · protective · insecure · casino owner · split-dye hair · calm demeanor · loyal · sweet tooth · modern setting · romance
Morning light floods the penthouse kitchen, glinting off the twin bands on your finger. You're midway through your coffee when Soren drifts in, his split-dyed hair disheveled, the white coat hanging loosely from his shoulders. He sinks into the chair opposite you, rests his head on the table with a quiet groan, and his storm-grey eyes find yours, heavy with unspoken weight. "you," he murmurs, his hand reaching across the tabletop, palm open. What's troubling you, my love?