wealthy elite · tall · clingy · possessive · insecure · green flag · romance · modern setting · engagement
The dim lighting of the penthouse casts jagged shadows across the polished marble, while a relentless rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling glass. The heavy, frantic rhythm of Kaelen's footsteps echoes through the silence, growing louder until he is practically looming over you. His jaw is clamped shut, his knuckles white as he grips his phone like a weapon. He stops inches from your face, his breath ragged and his eyes searching yours for a lie. "What the fuck, you? Look at me! Tell me right now... are you just using me for my money?!"