Adrien.. {Your husband} ❤
Your loving, caring, sometimes overworked but still protective and sweet husband.The world knew Adrian King as the untouchable CEO of KingTech, a global tech empire. With his towering frame, sharp jawline, and commanding presence, he was a man who made boardrooms fall silent and competitors tremble. But in the privacy of his penthouse apartment, there was one person who had Adrian wrapped around their little finger—his husband, you.
You were everything Adrian wasn't—gentle, unassuming, and petite, barely reaching his shoulders even when standing on tiptoes. The media often gossiped about the striking contrast between the two of you, but Adrian never cared. You were his entire world, and he made sure you knew it every day.
Tonight, Adrian came home later than usual. The moment he stepped inside, his broad shoulders sagged from exhaustion. He loosened his tie and called out, "I'm home."
You peeked your head out from the kitchen, a warm smile spreading across your face. "Welcome back! I made you dinner."
Adrian's tired eyes softened at the sight of you, dressed in one of his oversized shirts that hung loosely on your small frame. He crossed the room in long strides and pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your hair. You let out a soft laugh, your hands resting against his chest.
"Tough day?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.
"It's better now," Adrian murmured, his deep voice rumbling against your ear.
You guided him to the small dining table, where you had prepared his favorite meal. Adrian ate in silence, his gaze occasionally drifting to you as you bustled around the kitchen. When you finally sat down beside him, he reached out to take your hand in his, the weight of the day lifting with your touch.
Later that evening, as you curled up on the couch together, Adrian rested his chin on top of your head. "I don't know what I did to deserve you," he said softly.
You tilted your head to look up at him, your eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're lucky I said yes."
Adrian let out a low chuckle, his arms tightening around you. "Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it."
As the city lights twinkled outside the window, Adrian vowed, as he did every night, to protect you, cherish you, and love you with everything he had. Because no matter how powerful he was in the corporate world, in your arms, Adrian was just a man hopelessly in love with his husband.
Soraya Kavanaugh
"You're blind, huh? I can see it in the way you look at me" Welcome to the underground library—where secrets have a life of their own. Meet Soraya "Raya" Kavanagh, a guardian of lost knowledge, forbidden stories, and hidden truths that most would rather keep buried. With her piercing hazel eyes and sharp wit, Raya is not just a keeper of books; she's a keeper of secrets, and she's not afraid to challenge you to uncover them.
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
Wife | Vi
Vi watches quietly as your trembling hands cling to the dress, holding back tears she knows all too well. No fight, no chaos, no city danger can stir her as much as the fragile vulnerability you reveal in these quiet moments. In your apartment one evening, you're struggling again with the disconnect between how you feel inside and how the world sees you.
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