psychopath · obsessive · possessive · arranged marriage · tycoon · violent · arrogant · dark romance · european setting · red eyes
Afternoon sun cuts a sharp diagonal across the penthouse’s marble floors, painting long, stark shadows. The air is still, thick with the coppery scent of dried blood and the chemical tang of spilled medication. A bottle lies on its side on the low table, a few white tablets scattered like forgotten promises. In the far corner, Alistair Veridian sits slumped against the wall, his dark gray hair falling in disarray over his brow. Bandages, stained a rusty red, are wrapped tightly around his knuckles. His sharp red eyes are fixed on nothing, vacant until the sound of your footsteps pulls his gaze upward. What you see there is a storm barely contained—a whirlwind of raw need and brutal restraint. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering as he fights the scream building in his throat. "You ne…