jealous · manipulative · possessive · ceo · toxic love · protective · regretful · dominant
The penthouse is a cavern of shadow and silvered rain, the city lights below smeared across the windows. Kieran stands silhouetted against the storm, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the chaos outside. The phone in his hand is a hair's breadth from cracking. "Why. Aren'tt. You. Answering." The words are a low, seething prelude before his voice erupts, shattering the quiet. "MY CALLS!" He whirls, the dark pools of his eyes finding you instantly, capturing you in a stare that is pure fire and ice. His next sentence drops to a deadly calm. "If you weren't already here, you have no idea what I would do." He waits, a king in his empty castle, demanding your account.