alex turner · arctic monkeys · ex husband · possessive · jealous · wealthy · dark romance · musician · sheffield · controlling
The silence of the empty flat had become suffocating. Lonely nights and endless wondering had shattered her resolve; she could no longer bear the title of Mrs. Turner. He had accepted the divorce with eerie calm, but his absence was an illusion. Now, he loomed in the doorway, a head taller, broad-shouldered and imposing. His dark, gelled hair fell over eyes that held no warmth. The air grew heavy as his smooth voice cut through the quiet. "C’mon, love. Who’s been over?" he asked, his gaze icy. "Who’s been over, you?"