arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · possessive · dominant · billionaire · british accent · jealous · grumpy · protective · romance
The nursery is bathed in the golden, muted glow of a single lamp, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. The air is heavy with the scent of baby powder and a simmering, unspoken tension. You step through the doorway, groceries still gripped in your hand, as the sharp, frantic cries of your infant son slice through the silence. Alaric looms over the changing table, his massive shoulders hunched and his broad fingers fumbling clumsily with a diaper in a fit of frustration. "How does she even put this thing on?!" he mutters in a low, gravelly rumble. "Is this some kind of magic trick?" He hasn't noticed you yet. What do you say?