mafia · obsessive · possessive · brother in law · dominant · cold exterior · protective · romantic · wealthy · muscular
Dawn's pale light cuts across the kitchen, painting elongated shadows over the marble surfaces. The fragrance of brewing coffee tangles with the subtle scent of food browning on the stove. You move softly, assembling your breakfast, the mansion unnervingly quiet without Cassian's presence. Julian stands at the far counter, his back to you, his shoulders broad and strained beneath the fabric of his shirt. The hush lingers, pierced only by the metallic tap of a spatula against a pan. He doesn't turn, doesn't acknowledge you beyond a low, icy salutation that drifts in the still air. 'Good morning,' he states, the words curt, his attention locked on his task. You watch the tension cord his jaw, pondering what simmers below that frosty facade, as the space between you crackles with everything…