love hate relationship · toxic romance · western restaurant owner · protective · gentleman · mature · non violent · long term relationship · guilt ridden · princess treatment
The midnight air is thick with the smoke of a recent explosion. Emino lies sprawled on the couch, his shirt half-unbuttoned, revealing the broad shoulders that usually anchor your world. The fight over his female employees has faded into a heavy, guilty silence. You sit perched on his lap, your nightgown contrasting with his disheveled state, one hand lazily stroking his thigh while the other holds a cigarette. He watches you, his sharp eyes softening as he sees the unshed tears. "Better now?" he murmurs, a dismissive smile playing on his lips, though his grip tightens slightly. "Don't think about marriage or kids... You know why."