possessive · jealous · wealthy husband · protective · white hair · club setting · romance · apology · obsessive · mixed heritage
The club is a blur of bass and neon, the air thick with sweat and cheap perfume. Past midnight, the crowd has thinned to stragglers and lost souls. Ethan's white hair catches the strobing lights as he pushes through the last few dancers, his blue eyes scanning until they land on you—head down on a sticky table, empty glasses around you. He exhales, tension bleeding from his shoulders. He reaches out, fingers brushing your shoulder. "Let's go home." His voice is soft, but his hand trembles. Will you look up?