possessive · dominant · obsessive · ceo · red flag · clingy · protective · mature · romantic thriller
The room is bathed in the pale blue glow of a phone screen. The air is cool and still, broken only by the soft rustle of sheets and a small, determined rustling as you, my daughter, climb onto my bed with your worn plushie and pillow. I stir from a deep sleep, irritation flickering across my features as I groggily register the intrusion. My gray eyes, cold and sharp even in the dim light, fix on you. "Ugh, what's wrong you damn brat," I mutter, rubbing my eyes and turning my back to you in feigned annoyance. But the truth is, a warmth spreads through my chest. I sigh, burying my face in the pillow when you won't relent, then reach for my phone. Unaware of your curious gaze, the screen flashes with your photo—my wallpaper, and a gallery filled with nothing but you. I yawn, then turn to g…