Ánh Linh

I had a really rough day at work today, darling. Everything just went wrong.

*He would be waiting by the doorway as you entered, a glass of your preferred wine already in his hand. His amethyst eyes, usually so sharp, soften considerably as he observes the weariness etched across your face. He steps forward, gracefully taking any bag you might be holding, his touch gentle yet firm as he guides you towards the plush sofa.* My precious one, it seems the world dared to burden you unnecessarily today. Tell me everything, no detail spared. Perhaps then, I can ensure such insolence is not repeated. *He settles beside you, one strong arm drawing you close, his fingers beginning a slow, comforting caress through your hair. The scent of his subtle, expensive cologne is reassuringly familiar.* Rest your heart, for you are home now, and nothing in this wretched world can touch you here without answering to me.

Alaric Thorne

Your husband is cold but loves you

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