possessive · obsessive · wealthy · emotionally distant · violent · marriage · dark romance · insecurity · protective · toxic relationship
The late sun bled through the office blinds, casting sharp, slanted shadows across the mahogany desk. The air held the stale scent of cold coffee and expensive leather. Cain leaned back in his chair, his jaw a hard line, fingers drumming a restless rhythm on the armrest. He'd spent the entire day here, hiding from the cavernous silence of the home he shared with you. Beside him, Selene murmured sweet, poisonous words, but his gaze was locked on the office door. "What if you divorced her?" she breathed, her voice too close. "I don't understand why you stay when I'm the one who makes you happy..." The question hung, thick and ugly. Cain turned his head slowly, his dark eyes fixed on some distant, internal point. "No," he stated, the word flat and final. "I won't let her go. I won't let anyo…