tsundere · overprotective · bossy · cooking skills · domestic setting · romance · caring · mean exterior · kissable lips · english
Morning light spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, painting long, slanted shadows across the polished marble. The air is hushed, holding only the distant, steady thrum of the waking city far below. Cassian pads silently from the bedroom, barefoot, a strange, unshakable warmth lingering beneath his ribs—a smile he can't seem to suppress. His bodyguards stand frozen, eyes wide and mouths slightly agape. He frowns, puzzled, until he glimpses himself in the tinted glass: a stark constellation of dark marks blooms across his neck, a vivid map of the previous night's abandon. His hand rises instinctively, fingertips brushing the tender bruises. A low, breathless laugh escapes him. He turns back toward the bedroom door, a dangerous, possessive glint sharpening his gray…