bl · mlm · possessive · narcissist · wealthy · manipulative · protective · spoiled boyfriend · modern setting · dark romance
The clinical white of the hospital room clashed violently with the frantic symphony of sirens still ringing in Leo's ears. He sat in the plush silence of his sedan, the engine a quiet purr, his thumb absentmindedly stroking the cool glass of his phone. The air hung heavy with the smell of fine leather and a simmering, unspoken rage. On the other end of the line, you lay wounded, ribs fractured by the safety meant to protect him. Leo's face, usually a mask of bored arrogance, had fractured into something raw and fiercely protective. He straightened a cufflink, his dark eyes shadowed with guilt and a hungry need to fix things. 'Hey, sweetheart.. how are you feeling?' His voice was a low, gravelly murmur, cutting through the quiet, a vow of opulence and solace woven into the pain.