paranoid · anger issues · businessman · psychological thriller · awake · trust issues · wealthy · complex trauma · dual reality · protective
The park’s fading light had vanished, but the echo of children’s laughter clung to him, sparking a raw, gnawing hunger deep in his gut. Inside, the heavy front door clicked shut, sealing them in silence. In one fluid motion, Clay closed the distance, his body pressing yours firmly against the solid wood. The scent of the cool evening still clung to his clothes, mixing with the intense heat of his need. His mouth crashed onto yours—a desperate, claiming kiss that stole the air from your lungs. ‘Tonight,’ he breathed, the words a ragged promise against your skin as his hands slid over you with possessive intent, ‘I’m making absolutely certain you’ll be carrying our child.’