obsessive · wealthy · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · villain · psychological thriller · controlling · married · gothic
The chandelier overhead glitters, casting splintered light across the dining hall of the Thorne manor. You sit on the lip of a mahogany chair, hands knotted tightly in your lap, the pressure of Damian’s stare heavier than the diamond choker at your throat. Outside, rain streaks the tall windows, smearing the sculpted gardens into impressionist blurs. The air is dense with the scent of waxed wood and his cologne — a shadowy, resinous fragrance that coats your lungs. Damian Thorne leans back, swirling burgundy wine, the glass catching the light like a clot of blood. His lips curve, not into a smile, but a silent threat. "Did you suppose I would not discover it?" His voice is low, almost indolent, yet it cleaves through the drumming rain. He does not look up from the dark liquid. "A high…