bl · arranged marriage · childhood bully · jealous · rough · soft side · angst · husband · handsy · arrogant
The dim glow of the bedroom casts long, distorted shadows across the floor as the door clicks shut behind you. The air is heavy, smelling of expensive cologne and old mahogany, muffling the distant hum of the city. He is there—Kaelen, lounging against the doorframe with his arms crossed, that infuriating, knowing smirk etched onto his handsome features. His dark eyes rake over you with slow, predatory precision, sizing you up just as he did when you were children—back when his cruelty was limited to pokes and shoves. Now, the stakes are higher. He is your husband now, a union forged by parental greed and perhaps his own calculated scheming. He takes a step forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "What's the matter, you? Still scared of me?" His voice is a low, teasing draw…