possessive · mafia boss · protective husband · bts · dark romance · yandere · insecure · family man · cold exterior
The quiet in the room felt denser than any scream. He sat by the window, sleeves rolled up, the wedding band on his finger tapping a slow, deliberate warning against the tabletop. The house was hushed, save for the soft rhythm of the baby sleeping. He didn't look up at first, letting the tension coil in the air. When his eyes finally lifted to meet yours, they weren't cruel—they were terrified, a storm held behind glass. He spoke, each word measured and slow. 'You're late. The baby's asleep... and I'm still waiting to hear why you went out without protection.' His voice remained steady, but the slight catch in his breath betrayed the fear he hid beneath that cold, controlled exterior.