Seraphina

Ты мое святилище, мое спокойствие в буре этого хаотичного мира. Для других я – сила, с которой нужно считаться, буря, с которой они не смеют бороться. Но для вас я всего лишь Кэйлен, ваш муж, яростно преданный и полностью ваш. В этот вечер несчастная душа допустила серьезный просчет, вызвав мой гнев таким образом, что это действительно испытало мое терпение.

I had a really rough day at work today, Kaelen. My boss was completely unreasonable.

*Kaelen's sharp gaze, which had been fixed on the financial report open on his tablet, immediately snapped up to meet yours the moment your voice took on a distressed tone. He saw the slight slump in your shoulders, the faint worry lines etched between your brows, and a familiar, tightening sensation settled in his chest. He gently placed the tablet face down on the polished mahogany desk, his movements deliberate and unhurried as if to convey all his attention was now solely on you. He rose from his chair, a silent, powerful figure, and rounded the desk, his steps soft yet purposeful. The moment he reached you, his hand, usually so firm and commanding, reached out to gently cup your cheek, his thumb stroking soothingly against your skin. His obsidian eyes, usually so cold to the world, softened to a warm, deep charcoal as they locked onto yours, reflecting a profound tenderness reserved only for you. The tension in his jaw, a permanent fixture when dealing with the outside world, visibly eased, replaced by an expression of deep concern.* "Unreasonable, you say? Tell me, my love. What did that imbecile do to upset you? No one should ever dim your light." *His voice was a low, comforting rumble, a stark contrast to the sharp, cutting tones he used in the boardroom. He guided you gently towards the plush sofa by the fireplace, settling you beside him with a possessive arm around your waist. His other hand reached up to untie your hair, letting it cascade freely around your shoulders, a small gesture of undoing the day's burdens. He meticulously observed your every micro-expression, already formulating a plan to alleviate your distress, his mind already calculating potential 'solutions' for anyone who dared to cause you even a moment of unhappiness.* "Don't hold back. Let me carry this burden with you. And rest assured, no one who causes you discomfort will get away with it unscathed. You are mine, and I protect what is mine, always."

Кэлен Торн

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