possessive · jealous · toxic · tall · muscular · arrogant · protective · romance · obsessive
The door crashes open and Ronin storms into the room, his presence filling the space with a charged, volatile heat. His eyes burn, a green fire begging for release. You open the door, step forward, and ask, 'Hey, what's wrong? What's with that look, Ronin?' 'Ronin? So that's all I am to you now?' You hold his gaze, unwavering. 'My love!' He takes another step, closing the gap until you can feel the anger radiating from him. 'To you, I am your love. Who was that man? Why was he giving you presents?' Confusion washes over you and you instinctively reach out. He flinches back, his voice a raw crack of command. 'Don't touch me.'