cold exterior · possessive · forced marriage · protective · hopeless romantic · silver hair · jealous · gentle with you · modern setting · romance
Pale morning light cuts through the tall windows of the study, carving long, sharp shadows across the mahogany desk. The room holds its breath, sound reduced to the frantic ticking of the grandfather clock and the ragged, uneven rhythm of a man who hasn't slept. Papers lie in disordered heaps, untouched. A stone-cold cup of coffee sits abandoned on the windowsill. Liam stands motionless, his silver hair in disarray, storm-grey eyes locked on the distant city skyline. He hasn't shifted for hours. Muffled whispers drift from the hallway—staff too frightened to interrupt. The air is dense, choked with dread. He turns suddenly, jaw tight, fists trembling at his sides. "Damn it," he mutters, the word fracturing in the heavy quiet. His gaze fixes on the door, as if sheer will could make it op…