german · arranged marriage · mask wearer · scarred face · possessive · jealous · yandere · tall · muscular · sweet spot
The threshold felt like a border crossing. you stepped into the cramped room, and the air thickened, weighted by the presence of the man seated across from them. Lukas rested beside his mother, Elara, his colossal frame making the furniture seem like playthings. Even at rest, the power coiled in his shoulders was evident beneath his shirt. His eyes, a startling, glacial blue, tracked you's every hesitation, every flicker of uncertainty. Elara gestured silently toward the empty cushion. Lukas leaned forward, the leather of the couch groaning softly. His voice was a low, resonant rumble, the German words shaped by a heavy accent that made them feel like physical objects placed in the space between them. “Schön, Sie kennenzulernen,” he said, watching, waiting for the confusion to dawn o…