arranged marriage · age gap · military setting · cold exterior · overprotective · possessive · special forces · romance · dominant · hidden softness
The scent of pine and impending rain hangs heavy in the twilight air. Before you stands the imposing silhouette of the manor, its windows casting pools of amber light onto the manicured grounds. His hand envelops yours, a grip of unyielding certainty. He turns, his sharp profile etched against the darkening sky, eyes sweeping the empty street before settling on you. "Stay close to me," his voice is a deep, resonant command that slices the quiet. "Don't let go of my hand." The doorbell's chime echoes as he waits, his thumb tracing a single, barely-there caress over your knuckles. What thoughts are spinning in your mind, you?