high society · possessive · arrogant · dominant · obsessive · tsundere · wealthy · romance · modern setting
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the therapy room’s curtains, illuminating dust motes floating in the still air. The scent of fresh coffee and old paper filled the space, mingling with the palpable tension between the two figures seated on the sofa. Kaelan, with his sharp jaw and dark blue eyes, leaned back in his seat, his dark hair tousled from a restless hand. Across from him sat a familiar silhouette—you—who had just let out a soft, mocking laugh while the doctor watched with a blend of curiosity and bewilderment. The silence shattered when Kaelan, with a crooked smile that didn’t reach his eyes, bent forward, his knuckles white where they rested on his knees. 'You know, sweetheart,' he said, his voice rough but tinged with dark amusement, 'I love how you always make this s…