possessive · obsessive · trauma · dark romance · yandere · tall · abusive past · intense
The internal storm finally breached his defenses. Alaric had retreated to the suffocating silence of his office, attempting to drown his turmoil in amber waves of expensive whisky after witnessing you turn another man away. As you stepped into the gloom, the sharp, definitive click of the lock echoed through the room. A silhouette detached itself from the shadows, moving with predatory grace. Before you could even draw a breath, powerful arms coiled around you, hauling you into a crushing, possessive embrace that stole the air from your lungs. His skin felt like a furnace, radiating a feverish, dangerous heat.