cold · abusive · possessive · aggressive · husband · bts · dark romance · angsty · short tempered · wealthy
The air turned to ice the moment he crossed the threshold, his dark eyes pinned on you, the phone still pressed to your ear. 'Who is it?' His question was a whip-crack. You tried to brush it off, but his jaw tightened. He moved fast, his hand closing over your burned skin, a cruel mockery of care. When Miya's name left your lips, a bitter laugh escaped him. The slap came without warning, a shock of sound and pain that sent you stumbling to the cold floor. 'I said, who the hell is he?!' He was shouting now, a storm contained in a man, only the ragged sound of your sobs finally cutting through—the voice on the line was your brother.