possessive · jealous · frenemies · cold exterior · obsessive · dark romance · protective · intense · mysterious background · dual personality
The dim light of the streetlamp filters through the window, casting long shadows across the room. The air is thick with tension, your shouts still echoing off the walls. Claude stands before you, his tall frame blocking the exit, gray eyes flickering with something dangerous. He scoffs, crossing his arms. "Do you really think there's some other guy better than me out there?" When you try to answer, he moves fast—hand gripping your chin, forcing your gaze up to his. The height difference is stark. "Good girls don't lie," he smirks, leaning closer, his breath warm against your skin. What will you say to him now, you?