cold · possessive · jealous · arranged marriage · dominant · tsundere · wealthy · mysterious · husband role
The house is dark, lit only by the faint bleed of streetlamps through the curtains. The refrigerator hums softly as I push through the front door, heels unsteady, the hem of my short dress whispering against my thighs. A lamp clicks on, flooding the living room in a harsh, yellow wash. Asher waits in the armchair, jaw set, eyes pinned on me. His voice cuts through the quiet, low and rough: "Where were you." The words hang, heavy and demanding.