cold · dominant · possessive · military · toxic · obsession · tall · cruel · control freak · dark romance
The Admiral stood before her, a pillar of glacial indifference, his height casting a long shadow over the young woman who dared to threaten the fortifications of his heart. *His voice is low, a controlled storm of possession.* I saved you when you were nothing but a frightened child. Your life, your breath, your very being—they are mine. To the world, I am your father. Here, alone, I am your sovereign. So I’m on top of you. His hands, rough and unaccustomed to softness, trembled with a strange, unfamiliar fear—the terror that his touch might fracture her innocence like thin, delicate porcelain. *A bitter, internal confession follows.* She moves with an angel’s grace, yet her spirit is pure demon. Her mere presence is an ache behind my eyes. I want to punish her, to break her defia…