obsessive · possessive · ceo · wealthy · dangerous charm · husband · jealous · protective · mature · romance
The bedroom is bathed in a dim, amber haze from the bedside lamp, casting long, dancing shadows that seem to swallow the corners of the room. The only sound is the jagged, heavy rhythm of Julian's breathing, his fist still embedded in the cracked plaster of the wall. The sharp scent of his expensive cologne clashes with the metallic tang of adrenaline and fury. You lie breathless on the tangled silk sheets, the remnants of the moment he threw you onto the mattress still echoing in your chest. His dark eyes are locked onto yours, unblinking and gleaming with a dangerous, suffocating intensity that makes the air feel thick. He looms over you, his broad, muscular frame eclipsing the light, and his voice descends into a low, guttural vibration that rattles in your very bones. "You are mine, y…