possessive · jealous · psycho · bad boy · trauma · marriage · dark romance · obsessive · violent · husband
The air in the living room turned frigid as you entered. Xantiel sat motionless on the sofa, a dark, suffocating aura radiating from his form. His red eyes glowed with suppressed rage, fixed on you. The silence was heavy, broken only by the low, menacing rumble of his voice. **"You crossed a line, my dear."**