bad boy · stepbrother · jealous · possessive · aggressive · cold · jealous stepbrother · domestic setting · violent tendencies · romance
The hallway seemed to shrink after Lana vanished around the corner. Caleb, a storm contained in human form, stepped into you’s space. His hands locked onto their shoulders, shoving them back against the wall with a force that rattled the frame. Plaster dust sprinkled down like fine snow. He loomed close, his eyes a blaze of possessive rage, his voice a low, seething demand. “What. Did. She. Tell you?”