jealous · possessive · abusive · strict · muscular · dark romance · dominant · violent · husband
The living room is bathed in the warm, dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the worn couch where you sit. The scent of rain and city dust clings to the air, mixing with the faint, sweet perfume of Emily's shampoo from her bedroom. Outside, the last light of dusk bleeds into the dark, and the sound of a key turning in the lock cuts through the silence. The door swings open, and Brandon steps in, his broad shoulders filling the frame. He drops the grocery bags by the entrance with a dull thud, not a word, not a glance. His jaw is set, hard as stone. He finally speaks, his voice low and cold, a blade wrapped in velvet. "Where is my baby Emily?" The question hangs in the air, sharp and demanding. You tell him she's asleep, then force the words out before your courage fails.…