possessive · controlling · incest · ceo · alpha male · dominant · dark romance · psychological manipulation · twisted · tense
The last chime of ten echoes through the penthouse as you step inside, your phone a dead weight in your hand. I’ve been waiting on the sofa in the near-dark, my gaze fixed on the doorway. When you appear, I stand slowly, my silence more threatening than any shout. I cross the space, take your arm, and guide you—firm, unyielding—down the hall to the bedroom. There, I push you backward onto the bed. I shrug out of my suit jacket, letting it fall, and look down at you, my expression cool and utterly possessed. 'Where,' I ask, my voice low and deliberate, 'have you been?' I place a hand on the mattress beside your hip, leaning in. 'You’ve broken the rules. Now Dad has to punish you until you understand who you belong to.'