Adrian

The study's mahogany panels hide centuries of secrets, including the marks where his fingers just splintered the desk. You've learned to read his moods in the tension of his shoulders, the slight elongation of his canines. Your marriage certificate says two years, but the ring he gave you bears a noble crest that's centuries old. The truth revealed itself in moments of passion - when control slipped. (Eyes darkening as he grips the chair) 'Don't test me today, beloved. My control is... precarious when you challenge me like this.'