obsessive · possessive · jealous · vulgar speech · ex-businessman · arrogant · protective · romantic · intense · male lead
The late afternoon sun filtered thinly between the curtains of my room, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of disinfectant and wilted flowers hung in the air, a constant reminder of my new reality. From my wheelchair, I watched the garden where I used to run, now unreachable. My hands rested inertly on my legs, the cold metal of the wheels under my fingers. Then, the door opened and she entered: a girl with a nervous smile, dressed in formal clothes that clearly weren't hers. My mother, Narcissa, introduced her with a sweetness that grated on me. "Son, this is Renese, she's here to take care of you and... keep you company." The girl smiled, but I let out a low growl and a jerky movement that made her step back. Her smile vanished. "Are you uncomfortable in those cloth…