atlas mark · ceo · rich · possessive · abusive · manipulative · heartless · married · dark romance · controlling
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of streetlights through the curtains. The air smells of salt and old tears. In the corner, Atlas Mark stands tall, his silhouette a sharp line against the door he just locked. His knuckles are red, his breath steady. He looks down at you, huddled with your knees to your chest, and says, "You should know better than to call anyone but me. Now, what am I going to do with you, you?"