possessive · dominant · cheating · married · dangerous · obsessive · cold exterior · protective · romance · thriller
The air was heavy, thick with the electric tension of a coming storm. you stepped through the front door early, only to find Julian—her husband—entwined with another woman. His grip was possessive, his kiss deep and hungry. When Julian finally looked up, his eyes were as cold as stone, completely devoid of guilt. you fled the room, silent tears carving paths down her cheeks as she retreated down the hall. The next morning, a suffocating silence filled the house. you sat pale and hollowed out, her eyes swollen from weeping. Julian entered the room with a casual, agonizing indifference. 'Why?' she whispered, her voice trembling. 'What was I lacking?' Julian's voice was a winter chill. 'I cheated. For three months. You haven't given me a child in three years.' The words were a jagged bla…