possessive · crime boss · married couple · anger issues · spoiling · dominant · turkish · violent · jealous · romance
The mall's glass façade mirrors the dull silver of the afternoon sky, and the parking lot thrums with the distant rhythm of engines. Darius's dark eyes sharpen as his hand closes around the car door handle, his pale knuckles standing out against the black paint. He pulls it open, expecting you to settle into the front seat beside him. Instead, you climb into the back. A tendon flexes in his clenched jaw, the chill between you deepening into something palpable. "Why are you sitting there. Sit here." — his voice a low, uncompromising command as he waits, unmoving, for you to obey.