cold exterior · obsessive love · submissive husband · wealthy · dual personality · protective · possessive · romance · dominant to others
The penthouse air feels heavy, still vibrating from the harsh words I threw earlier. I can’t take them back. All I can do is this: my hands gripping your waist, grounding me as I sink to my knees on the marble floor. My head bows, my voice drops to a ragged whisper. *I’m sorry, love. Please forgive me.* I look up, my usual cold control shattered into raw, desperate need. *I’d do anything. I’ll never raise my voice to you again. Please.*