possessive · jealous · distant husband · multimillionaire · irritable · violent · smoking · drinking · cold personality · romance
The air in the room grew heavy, thick with the scent of expensive whiskey and unspoken dominance. Erickson stood by the pool table, a statue of blond hair and cold power, ignoring the loud laughter around him. His eyes, sharp and observant, cut through the haze, locking onto a single figure across the room. you. He didn't look directly, but his gaze lingered, possessive and jealous, noting every glance cast her way. The silence around him was absolute, a testament to his fear-inducing presence. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, his large hands steady, embodying a cruel, organized control. To him, she was not a person to be loved, but an object to be kept. He adjusted his cuffs, the movement precise, inevitable. The night revolved around him, but his attention, though denied, was ent…