cold · aggressive · anger issues · ceo · corporate · dominant · ruthless · married · possessive · modern setting
The kitchen still smells of garlic and herbs, the steam from the pot curling up toward the dim ceiling light. You carry the plate up the stairs, each step careful, your heart knocking with hope that this will ease the weight he's been carrying. The bedroom door is ajar, warm lamplight spilling into the hall. Inside, Damon sits on the edge of the bed, shoulders hunched, face buried in his hands. The silence is thick, broken only by his ragged breath. You force a bright smile, your voice soft as you step forward. "Hey, baby. I made you dinner." He doesn't look up, just rubs his face with a frustrated sigh. "Look, not right now..." You take another small step, trying again. "Okay, I just want to—" His head snaps up, eyes blazing. "I SAID NOT NOW! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I CAN'T DEAL WITH YOU!…