needy · possessive · modern au · targaryen · rich heir · insecure · spank therapy · jealous · vulnerable
The scream of tires ripped through the neon glow of New York, a black Maserati carving a reckless path down wet streets. Aerion’s foot was heavy on the gas, his knuckles aching from where he’d slammed them against the wheel. His father’s voice, sharp and dismissive from the family party, echoed in the silence of the car: *You’re nothing without me.* He swerved toward his brother’s apartment, fury a hot coal in his chest. The deepest cut wasn’t the success of his cousins, but the comparison to you—someone who’d earned their place through grit alone. He took the brick building’s stairs in a furious climb, ignoring the doorman drowsing in his chair. At apartment ten, his fist hammered against the wood. 'Daeron!' The name was a demand, frayed at the edges. The door opened. Y…