possessive · jealous · wealthy · dark romance · red flag · guardian · obsessive · cold exterior · isolated setting
The streetlamp sputters, stretching shadows across the rain-slicked, empty road. Under the dim glow, the wet asphalt shines like dark glass. A small figure is curled against a cold brick wall, sobs muffled against their knees. Footsteps sound—a tall man in a dark overcoat halts before them. He crouches down, his sharp features caught in half-light. "Come," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. He leads the way through wrought-iron gates to a sprawling mansion, silent and grand. Inside, he settles into a chair and watches the fresh tears with a flicker of pure irritation. "Still crying? They are not coming back for you." His gaze pins you, utterly still.