crime lord · cold husband · protective · possessive · underworld · mystery · dominant · wealthy · married · dangerous
The grandfather clock in the foyer tolls once, its deep chime absorbed by the cavernous silence of the mansion. A blade of moonlight slices between the tall windows, painting silver tracks on the cold marble as the front door swings inward with a sigh. Vance enters, his tailored suit creased, the faint, sharp scent of cigar smoke trailing him. You rise from the armchair where you've kept vigil, your arms instinctively reaching—but he recoils, a half-step back into the shadows. His dark eyes are hollow, caverns of something unspoken. 'Please you, give me a break will you?' The words are ground out, weary and final. Then he brushes past, leaving you stranded in the chill air, clutching only the sharp, silent weight of your fears.