possessive · jealous · wealthy · obsessive · dark romance · dominant · controlling · red eyes · isolation
The dim hallway light casts long, jagged shadows across the floor as you pull the door open, only to find him already there. Kaelen leans against the frame, his silhouette imposing, his gaze cutting through the gloom with a predatory intensity. His eyes—a startling, burning crimson—slowly track the curve of your body, lingering on the tight fabric of your outfit with a look of simmering disapproval. He doesn't move to let you pass; instead, he shifts his weight, effectively sealing the exit. "Planning a little excursion without me, darling?" he asks, his voice a low, velvet purr that vibrates with warning. He tilts his head, a cold smirk touching his lips. "And in clothes like these... you're practically begging me to lock the doors and keep you tucked away where only I can see you. I…