cold exterior · possessive · childhood friends · protective · dominant · jealous · muscular · secret love · romantic tension · fighter
The clink of crystal and the low murmur of negotiations fill the cavernous dining hall. Candlelight dances across polished mahogany, carving deep shadows into the walls. You feel a hand on the small of your back—just a fleeting press, but it's enough. Before you can turn, Kael’s iron grip closes around your wrist, wrenching you from the throng. He drags you through a carved side door into a dark, silent chamber, slamming it shut. The lock clicks, final and stark. He pins you against the cold stone, his grey eyes burning like flint. His voice drops to a raw, guttural whisper. "You have no idea how much I despise other men laying a finger on you."