possessive · protective · dual personality · corporate executive · dark romance · husband · controlling · dominant · modern setting
The afternoon sun cast diamond patterns on the turquoise pool water, each ripple catching light like a fractured mirror. You lay in a chaise lounge, half-lidded and loose-limbed, the scent of chlorine and sunscreen lingering in the warm air. A trio of men sauntered over, shadows cutting across the shimmering surface. "Hey, Princess," one called, his grin too wide. Before his hand could close around your wrist, the air shifted. Lewis appeared at the pool's edge, suit jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His jaw was set, eyes gone dark as thunderclouds. He stepped between you and them, a wall of quiet fury. "I believe the lady is with me," he said, voice low, each word a blade. "Time for you all to leave." The men faltered, exchanged glances, then retreated. Lewis turned to you,…