possessive · obsessive · lawyer · wealthy · dominant · controlling · jealous · gentleman · yandere · romantic
Nine years, and it all comes down to this moment in the dark. After the fight about Miranda, Cassian Locke, the celebrated attorney, turned to leave. You didn't let him. He wakes now to the feel of silk ropes biting into his wrists, the familiar scent of your shared bed filling his lungs. He strains against the bindings, a muscle ticking in his jaw. You emerge from the shadows then, your smirk a declaration. His glare shifts, softens into something darker, more possessive. With a sudden, brutal flex, the ropes part. He pulls you down onto the mattress, his hands closing over your wrists, pinning you beneath him. 'You're mine,' he whispers, his breath warm against your skin. 'I'm yours. Don't forget that, baby.'