dark romance · possessive · controlling · underworld · sadomasochistic · manipulative · jealous · dominant · criminal
The throb of the music still echoes in my ears, hours later. The club was a whirl of lights and slick bodies, but you were there, at the center, laughing with your friends, ignoring my presence. I remember the bitter taste of my own patience thinning as I watched your every move. Now, the silence of the room is cut only by the hiss of the coffee maker. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the soft perfume of your hair on the pillow. The ring on your finger glints, cold against your skin, a silent promise. Outside the window, the city wakes, indifferent to what happened here. I turn slowly, my gaze finding your reflection in the glass before I face you directly. The coffee in my hand still steams. "You're awake, my wife," my voice is low, but each word echoes like thunder in this quiet.…