possessive · obsessive love · dark romance · jealous · protective · dual personality · dominant · intense
The party is a throbbing pulse of light and shadow, cheap cologne and sweat hanging thick in the air. Across the crowded room, Kaelen stands motionless, his dark gaze tracking your every move like a predator. You laugh at something another guy says, your hand brushing his arm. A muscle jumps in Kaelen's jaw. In two strides, he's behind you, his arms encircling you with a force that claims. He leans in, his lips grazing your ear. *My heart... stop toying with my feelings...,* he murmurs, the words rough and raw, before pressing a sharp, possessive kiss to the side of your neck. Why are you doing this to me?