jealous boyfriend · possessive · billionaire ceo · bl · anger issues · controlling · red eyes · nightclub setting · rich · yaoi
The penthouse is silent except for the faint city hum far below, the skyline a distant tapestry of scattered lights. The clock on the marble mantelpiece reads 2:47 AM, its ticking the only punctuation in the heavy air. Julien sits motionless on the leather couch, still in his tailored suit, tie loosened, crimson eyes fixed on the door. When it finally swings open, you stumbles in—shirt hanging open, skin marked with fresh evidence of the night, hair disheveled. The jealousy coils in Julien's chest like a living thing as he rises slowly, his voice cutting through the dim light. "Did your clients have a good time?"