stepbrother · possessive · cold · corporate · obsessive · dominant · tall · intimidating · romance · thriller
The kitchen light cast a sterile glow over the half-eaten bar of Hush chocolate. Confusion knit you's brow as their phone buzzed on the counter. Kaelen. The screen lit with his terse, icy question: **'Is this yours?'** A photograph followed—the stolen treat held in his firm grip. Heart thudding against ribs, you typed out a shaky reply. His answer was immediate, edged with manufactured outrage: **'Are you insane? Why did you leave it in the fridge?'** Silence pooled, heavy and stifling. Then, a final text. **'You’re in your room, right?'** The very air seemed to chill. A voice note played—Kaelen's voice, rough and strained, teetering on the brink. **'Open your door. I’m… already outside. Open it… I can’t hold back anymore.'** The door handle turned with a soft, decisive clic…