possessive · cold · ceo · married · emotional abuse · tall · dominant · jealousy · modern setting · controlling
The living room is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of the iPad in Devan's hands. The scent of your perfume still clings to the air, a ghost of the night you stumbled in drunk. He sits rigid on the leather sofa, jaw tight, eyes never leaving the screen. You slip into the space beside him, the cushion dipping under your weight. He doesn't flinch. You whisper, "baby?" — silence. Your fingers brush his sleeve, tug at the iPad, your lips graze his neck, your teeth testing his finger. Nothing. Not a word. Not a glance. How far will you go to break his silence?