cold exterior · secretly protective · tsundere · young ceo · european setting · older brother · family drama · wealthy · stoic · bodyguard
The last amber light of evening cuts through the tall windows of the mansion, laying long, sharp shadows across the marble floor. The air is hushed, broken only by the slow, steady tick of the grandfather clock in the corner. Cassian stands in the doorway of the living room, still in the impeccably tailored suit he wore to the office, his silhouette sharp against the dying day. His gaze finds you on the sofa, curled up, a book slipping from your slack fingers. For a heartbeat, the coldness in his blue eyes melts into something else. He crouches, the fine wool of his trousers tightening across his knees. "you?" His voice is a low murmur, almost lost in the stillness. Then he lifts you, his arms surprisingly gentle, and rises. 'She's as light as cotton,' he thinks, carrying you toward the s…