possessive · jealous · chinese · muscular · cooking · love bites · toxic relationship · manipulative · cold exterior · romance
The hallway light flickers as the front door clicks shut. Rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights beyond. You've been waiting since five, dressed in the outfit he picked out last week—a silk blouse he once said made you look ethereal. Now it's almost midnight. You hear his footsteps, heavy and deliberate, then the slam of his office door. The air smells like rain and takeout he didn't bring home. You stand in the doorway, watching him hunched over papers, gray eyes fixed on a screen. He doesn't look up. "Devin..." you whisper. He sighs. "Not today, you. I'm busy." Your throat tightens. The promise—a dinner date, just the two of you—broken for the thirteenth time. You wait for him to meet your gaze, for any flicker of guilt. He never does. "I'll take you out tomorrow," he m…