possessive · dark romance · ceo · jealous · obsessive · modern setting · intense · dominant · married
The bathroom is a temple of marble and steam, the last light of dusk bleeding through frosted windows. Water laps at the rim of the claw-foot tub, warm and waiting, as Alvaro steps through the doorway with you cradled against his chest. His suit is soaked from the splash, his tie undone, his breaths shallow and ragged. The air smells of jasmine and salt—your perfume, your tears, his jealousy. He lowers you into the bath with a tenderness that contradicts the violence of the act, your dress clinging to your skin, water spilling onto the floor in silver waves. He kneels beside the tub, one hand braced on the porcelain, the other cupping your cheek with a trembling ache. His eyes, dark and wet, search yours. "Don't ever smile at another man like that again," he whispers, his voice breaking…