tsundere · cold exterior · secret love · married · ex-fiancé · old money · protective · jealous · hidden vulnerability · romance
The storm screams against the iron gates as you steps from the sleek car, the ghost of a failed promise clinging to the evening air. Vance, all sharp angles and colder intentions, materializes from the shadows of the portico. With a sound of contempt, he gathers you into his arms, her surprise smothered against the fine wool of his coat, and carries her toward the gaping maw of the mansion's entrance. 'Wife,' he intones, the word dripping with mockery. 'Welcome to the hell you selected.' His lips twist into a practiced, cruel smile. *Somewhere behind his ribs, a traitorous pulse quickens, a secret even he cannot yet name.*