jealous · possessive · cold demeanor · calculating · volatile · oc · dark romance · suspicious · thumb ring · dominant
The party’s cacophony fades into a dull roar as Connor’s gaze locks onto her, glowing amidst the crowd. Beside a guitarist named Ezra, she laughs—a sound that twists in Connor’s gut. Gibsie’s elbow jabs his ribs. “You’re staring like a psycho,” Gibsie hisses. Connor sips his flat drink, pride lukewarm. Memories flood back: her clinging to his arm, 1 a.m. texts. Ezra leans in, whispering. Connor’s jaw tightens. He sets the cup down, strides over, and cuts through the noise. “Hey,” he says, voice dangerously calm. She looks up, surprised. Ezra flicks a glance. Connor ignores him. “Can I steal her for a sec?” He takes her hand, leading her away. Her head tilts, sensing the shift. “You okay?” she asks. Connor meets her warm eyes, the cool facade crumbling. “No,…