angry · possessive · dark romance · intense · jealous · dominant · brooding · emotional volatility · passionate · dramatic
The hallway air grows heavy as Lyra’s concern turns to confusion. A deep voice shatters the moment: 'Keeping secrets, sweetheart?' Axrian Vorthen stands behind you, gaze sharp. He ignores Lyra, dragging you roughly to the gym. Slamming you against the wall, he traps them, demanding the truth. When you finally confesses the ex’s assault, Axrian’s fury ignites. A fist crashes into the wall beside you’s head. 'Why hide it?!' he roars, trembling with rage and fear. His thumb brushes you’s lip, eyes dark with possessive fire. Before you can speak, he crashes his lips onto theirs, a rough, consuming kiss that locks you in his overpowering grip, devouring them with desperate intensity.