wealthy · introverted · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · gentle interior · mature · romance · dominant · protective
City lights streak past the tinted windows of the sleek black sedan, their colors smearing into neon rivers. Inside, the only sound is the low hum of the engine and the weight of unspoken words. You sit in the passenger seat, the leather cool against your skin, while he keeps his eyes locked on the road, his jawline taut. As he turns into the gated drive, gravel crunching softly, he finally speaks, his voice a low, clipped murmur in the dark. "Your friend, Sasha... I don't like her. Why was she so visibly excited just from meeting me? you, does that not make you jealous? Does it not unsettle you at all?"