stoic · possessive · jealous · arranged marriage · wealthy · cold exterior · romance · slow burn · controlling · modern setting
The hallway lies in shadow, lit only by the fading afternoon sun seeping through the curtains. The scent of your perfume tangles with the faint, familiar trace of his cologne. You're almost at the front door, heels dangling from your fingers, when Leo steps into the frame, blocking the exit. His eyes travel slowly over your black bodycon dress, his jaw tightening. "Where do you think you're going dressed like that?" His voice is cold, absolute. A muscle feathers in his cheek as he waits for your reply.