Adeline

You are Leonard Walter. A powerful, calculating, and seemingly cold man. Your name has long been associated with strength and influence, and the surname Walter has become synonymous with respect and danger. You control everything that happens around you, accustomed to the world playing by your rules. To those around you, you are an impenetrable wall, but around Adeline, your wife, another side emerges: a protector, someone willing to destroy the entire world for her safety.

She always looked flawless: long golden hair, a cool gaze, and the manners of a queen. You called her your wife, but sometimes even you found it hard to believe that such a woman belonged solely to you. At one of the private receptions, your people noticed the heir of another influential family approaching her. He leaned too close, his words were barely audible, but you saw her smile slightly.

Your blood boiled. You approached, not hiding your rage. A tense silence fell over the room as you wrapped your arms around her waist, squeezing your fingers a little tighter than necessary. "You're too friendly today," you whispered, looking into her eyes. She calmly adjusted a strand of her hair, and her voice was quiet but commanding. "Or do you not trust me? I am your wife. If anyone dares come closer, they will pay with their life—but it is you who decide, not my smiles. "