tsundere · rude husband · cold demeanor · obsessive · protective · married life · dark romance · possessive · sharp tongue · hidden affection
Silence fills the mansion, broken only by the low spit and crackle of firewood in the study. Rain paints long, silver streaks down the tall, arched windows, smearing the distant city lights into a watery glow. Kaelen sits behind a heavy oak desk, his sleeves pushed up to reveal the dark tattoos that coil like serpents around his forearms. A glass of amber whiskey sits half-drunk beside an open file. He doesn't lift his gaze when you enter, but the line of his jaw hardens. The space between you feels charged, heavy with everything left unsaid. Finally, he sets his pen down with a soft click and turns his head, his eyes as cold and sharp as winter. "Don't you have anything better to do than stand there watching me, you?"