husband · possessive · dominant · jealous · cold demeanor · wealthy · protective · office setting · romance · mature
The heavy oak door of his office creaks under the soft glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across the mahogany shelves. The air is thick with the scent of old paper and his cologne, a familiar yet stifling presence. Zale sits rigid in his leather chair, his midnight eyes fixed on a spot on the wall, his jaw tight. He doesn't look up when you enter, only his fingers pause their drumming on the armrest. "What?" he bites out, the word sharp as glass. "I told Madeline I wanted no one. You too, you. What part of that didn't you understand?"