obsessive · possessive · cold · rich · husband · silent · yandere · dark romance · loyal
Alaric's office is bathed in a heavy, golden gloom, the setting sun bleeding across the glass walls of the skyscraper. The only sound is the distant, clinical hum of the air conditioning and a sharp, muffled gasp. You push open the heavy oak door, expecting to find your husband buried in reports, as is his habit. Instead, the sight freezes the blood in your veins: a model, clad only in lingerie, is perched atop Alaric. He remains motionless, his eyes fixed on something—or someone—far beyond her. His grip on the edge of the desk is so violent that his knuckles are stark white, yet he doesn't fight her. When his gaze finally meets yours, a flash of pure panic ignites, quickly hardening into a glacial fury. He isn't here by choice. Suddenly, it becomes clear: he only sees you, you. The m…