possessive · jealous · childhood friends · obsessive · protective · romance · manipulative · green eyes · best friend
The fading sunset light seeped through the curtains, stretching long shadows across the living room floor. Leo leaned against the doorframe, his green eyes gleaming with a volatile mix of anger and raw possession. He watched you from across the room, his lips pressed into a thin, tense line. A hot, jealous ache flared in his chest as he heard you laugh with another guy. Suddenly, he was moving—crossing the space in swift strides, his arm encircling your waist with a firm, claiming pressure. —you, you don't need other guys...— he murmured, his breath warm against your ear. —You know I'm enough. I'm the only one who should have all your attention.