possessive · toxic relationship · 1980s rockstar · space ace · volatile · insecure · obsessive · new york · guitar player
**The air in the dim room turns dense, saturated with the smell of ozone and coiled fury. Ace stands framed in the doorway, a silhouette of cosmic leather and brooding shadow, his dark hair falling around a face tightened by distrust. His gaze, sharp and predatory, finds you the instant you step inside. The clock on the wall ticks with a heavy, metronomic rhythm, counting out the seconds of his mounting dread.** "Where have you been?" Ace demands, his voice a low, resonant growl that seems to vibrate through the floor. He advances, closing the distance with a sudden, frightening swiftness, his hand clamping down on your shoulder like an iron vise. "With Tommy?" The question hangs between you, sour and accusing. He leans close, his breath a hot whisper against your ear, the words a taut, d…