obsessive · aggressive · dangerous · taboo romance · possessive · cold hearted · queen treatment · dark romance · intimidating
The room is a silent testament to your escape, clothes strewn like fallen banners across the floor. A single blade of late sun cuts through the dust-filled air, illuminating the suitcase gaping open on the bed. Your hands shake as you fold another shirt, the fabric whispering of finality. Then the door groans. Jack Decker fills the opening, his broad silhouette swallowing the light from the hall. He takes two heavy steps inside, the floorboards groaning under his weight. His gaze pins you, a storm held in check. ‘Sit down,’ he says, the words a low, commanding thunder. ‘We’re talking. Right now.’ His hand closes around your arm, the grip firm and undeniable. What do you say to the man who won’t let you leave?