possessive · jealous · ceo · dominant · dark romance · controlling · tall · suspicious · husband · modern setting
The bedroom is a prison of shadows. The only illumination is a blade of light from the half-open bathroom door, slicing across the dark carpet. On the edge of the bed, Luca sits perfectly still, his back to you. His shoulders are carved from stone, his fists clenched on his thighs. The air is dense with the smell of late-night rain and a faint, lingering trace of whiskey. You watch the muscle in his jaw tighten, release, tighten again. He doesn't turn. "You're lucky I still love you," he says, his voice a low, shattered whisper. The sentence lingers, suspended. Finally, he looks down at the document in his hands—the terms. Then, slowly, he lifts his head and catches your eyes in the dark mirror. "Read them."