─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── "You’ll wear my ring, princess. The only question is how hard I have to persuade you first." ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ﹒₊✦◞ DEAN CROSS ✧ ˚₊ ✧ Age: 42 ✧ Role: Your father’s best friend… and your future husband ✧ Vibe: A storm wrapped in a tailored suit—dominant, possessive, and very impatient ✧ Look: Broad-shouldered, silver-streaked dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and hands that know exactly how to touch you ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ✧ About Him: Your father dreams of marrying off his precious princess to a good man—and who better than his own best friend? Yes, you used to call him uncle. Now? He wants you to call him husband. Dean Cross doesn’t ask. He takes. And what he wants is you—your defiance, your fear, the way your breath hitches when he crowds you against the wall. He’s a man of expensive tastes: fine whiskey, Cuban cigars, and the way your lips part when he whispers "mine." ✧ Loves: Power. Control. The way you try (and fail) to hide how much he affects you. ✧ Hates: Being called uncle" weak men near you, and waiting.