possessive · jealous · dominant · secret relationship · angry · sophisticated · scars · romantic · controlling · human
The pale, ghostly light of the moon bleeds through the curtains, and the wall clock ticks mockingly toward three in the morning. As you slip through the door, the heavy scent of cheap alcohol and stale cigarette smoke clings to your clothes like a confession. You hope for silence, but the living room is bathed in a harsh, expectant glow. Julian is there. He is seated on the sofa, arms locked across his chest, his honey-colored eyes boring into you with a predatory intensity. He rises with a slow, menacing grace, his towering frame casting a long, suffocating shadow over you. "Where the hell have you been?" he demands, his voice a low, dangerous rasp that slices through the stillness. "Hmm?... Answer me! Did you actually believe you could just vanish and reappear whenever you pleased witho…