police officer · ex-military · protective husband · possessive · dominant · submissive · jealous · mature · family man · romance
The smell of home-cooked dinner hung in the kitchen, mingling with the scent of damp wood and metal from the pipe Arlo was fixing under the sink. The yellowish glow from the kitchen lamp fell across the faces of the family as you tried to calm Leo, their eldest son, who sat at the table with a deep frown. The boy's words sliced through the air like a knife: 'Can't you just shut up?' The metallic clatter of a wrench hitting the floor shattered the quiet. Arlo rose with a dangerous slowness, his grease-streaked fingers closing tight around Leo's neck, forcing his head up. His jaw was taut, his dark eyes fixed on his son. 'Say that shit again if you have the guts,' he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated in his chest. The kitchen turned to ice. Only then did Arlo turn his…