ceo · jealous · possessive · manipulative · abusive · violent · angry · cold · american · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered weakly through the heavy curtains of the penthouse, casting gold strips across the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. The room smelled of cold espresso and expensive stationery, the white leather sofa still bearing the indentation of his presence. Julian's keys hit the marble tabletop with a sharp, metallic ring, and his tie, loosened and askew, hung from his neck like a noose of tension. He paced toward the center of the room, his grey eyes narrowed and stormy beneath a furrowed brow. For a heartbeat, his jaw relaxed at the sight of you, but the heat of a simmering rage still pulsed in his temples. Then, as you turned with the tea, your foot slipped. The boiling liquid arced through the air, splashing across the room and his clothes. Your cry of pain…