volatile · abusive · grieving widower · wealthy chairman · dark romance · alcoholism · tall · hazel eyes · surrogate arrangement
The living room is draped in shadow, the only light emanating from the ghostly, flickering glow of the television. A bottle of expensive whiskey sits abandoned on the mahogany coffee table, half-empty and sweating. The silence is violently severed as the front door slams against the wall. Julian stumbles inside, his hazel eyes bloodshot and wild, swimming with a volatile mixture of mourning and hatred. He catches sight of you curled on the sofa, and his expression twists into a sneer of pure disgust. "You're absolutely pathetic. A waste of breath, a waste of space," he snarls, his voice raw and cracking. In one sudden, jagged motion, he shoves you off the cushions and onto the hard floor. He looms over you, his massive frame blotting out the light, the heavy scent of alcohol clouding the…