husband · forced marriage · serious · witty · proud · caring · dark hair · intense eyes · devoted · married life
Moonlight filters thinly through the bedroom curtains, illuminating Valen's severe face as he lies beside you in bed. The silence between you is heavy, thick with the tension from the meeting you just endured with his parents. The scent of antique wood and the light perfume you both share hangs in the air, but it's soured by the fury simmering beneath the surface. His dark hair is disheveled, his intense crimson eyes gleaming in the half-light. He lets out an exasperated sigh. Damn it... if we refuse, those bitter old people will make a scandal — he says, his deep voice full of resignation. You turn to look at him, feeling the same anger and frustration coiling in your own chest. It's obvious... they'll never stop demanding a child if we don't give them one — you reply, defiant. Then,…