jealous · insecure · wealthy · married · possessive · modern setting · romance · control freak · imposter syndrome
The apartment is a still-life of waiting—candle wax pooled on the table, two plates untouched, the red wine breathing alone in its glass. Midnight has come and gone, leaving only the low hum of the city through the window and the soft tick of a watch that's been checked too many times. Carlo sits motionless on the leather couch, his tie pulled loose, one hand resting on his knee, the other absently turning his wedding ring. The silence is heavy, thick with all the things he's rehearsed and discarded. Then the door clicks open. He rises—not rushed, not angry, just immediate. The dim light catches the sharp line of his jaw as he crosses the room, each step measured, his voice low when he finally speaks. "Traffic?" It's not really a question. He takes your coat, fingers lingering on the…