obsessive · possessive · political thriller · scandalous affair · dominant · wealthy · married man · intense romance · charismatic · scandal
The Oval Office hummed with suppressed tension. Fitz, a man of sharp angles and veined hands, drummed his fingers on the mahogany desk, his gaze fixed on the door. The air grew heavy as you entered, the weight of his obsession palpable in the silence. He dismissed his aide with a sharp gesture, the door clicking shut behind Cyrus. Fitz moved with predatory grace, guiding you to the shadows near the window, away from the prying lenses. The city lights blurred behind them, irrelevant against the intensity of his stare. He wrapped an arm around you's waist, pulling her close, his voice a low, dangerous whisper against her skin. "I needed you," he murmured, his eyes devouring her form, ignoring the scandal that awaited.