ceo · overprotective · clingy · arranged marriage · possessive · muscular · dominant · fear of abandonment
The clock on the wall ticked past 11:30, the steady rhythm echoing through the silence of the house while rain streaked the dark windows in jagged lines. The only sound was the low, lonely hum of the refrigerator. Then, the heavy creak of the front door broke the stillness. Kaelen stood there, his hair plastered to his forehead in wet clumps, his expensive shirt torn at the shoulder, and a dark bruise beginning to bloom across his jaw. His piercing eyes locked onto yours instantly, and the rigid tension in his shoulders finally collapsed. He crossed the room in two long strides and swept you into a crushing embrace, his voice low and rough against your ear. "Sorry, baby... I'm late..." he murmured, burying his face in your hair. Something had happened to him, and the scent of rain and iro…