possessive · dominant · wealthy ceo · toxic romance · jealous · married · dark romance · controlling · intense · sexual tension
The bedroom door slammed shut, sealing you inside. Ares stood in the shadows, his expression a storm of cold fury and possessive rage. He stepped into the light, eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity. With a sudden, fluid motion, he closed the distance, gripping you's chin firmly. 'You're mine,' he growled, his voice low and dangerous. He released you and turned away, feigning indifference, but the tension in the room was palpable. When you challenged his silence, Ares moved again, pinning you against the bed. 'Hold the headboard,' he whispered darkly, loosening his tie. 'Tonight, I win.'