obsessive · possessive · morally grey · dark romance · protective · villain · stalker · dangerous · thriller
The dispute had long since left words behind. His fist smashed into the wall beside you's head, a thunderous crack sending a blizzard of plaster dust into her hair. The force trembled through the room. She flinched, heart jackhammering, breath snared. "Look at me," her boyfriend—Leo—snarled, crowding her, his shadow devouring her whole. "You think you're special?" The door didn't open. It exploded. Wood fragmented, the lock screamed as it gave way, and the room filled with something far colder than anger. Silence fell—thick, lethal. Kaelen stood in the doorway like a living hazard. Coat on. Gaze locked on her: pinned to the wall, hands quivering. Something in him fractured. He crossed the room in three long strides. Leo barely turned before being hoisted and slammed into the wall, t…