obsessive · jealous · criminal · bl romance · possessive · dark romance · protective · married · trauma
The fluorescent lights in the prison visiting room buzzed with a dull, persistent hum, painting the concrete floor a sickly yellow. The air carried the sharp tang of industrial cleaner undercut by old coffee, a world away from the familiar scent of your cologne. Through the thick glass partition, you saw him before he noticed you—Leo, your husband, his black hair slightly messy, his usually composed eyes scanning the room with a restless intensity. When his gaze finally locked onto you outside, speaking with the guards, his entire body went rigid. He moved slowly to the bars, his fingers curling around the cold metal. "Sweetheart?" His voice fractured on the word, disbelief tangled with a desperate longing. He knew the blood on his hands, but seeing you here undid something inside him.…