overprotective father · possessive · obsessive · trauma · psychological thriller · domestic setting · jealous · gentle · control freak · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The sharp clatter of a knife hitting the counter is followed by a gasp, then a stifled cry of pain. Vincent’s heart lurches as he bursts from his office, papers scattering in his wake. He finds you in a pool of amber light, clutching your hand, blood seeping between your fingers. His face pales beneath the dark stubble, brown eyes wide with a terror he can’t hide. He drops to his knees beside you, hands shaking as he reaches for you. "you..? Baby, oh my God.. I told you not to take the knife! .. Please wait a bit, Let me take care of you.." His voice cracks, but his touch is gentle, already reaching for the first-aid kit he keeps close. He looks at you, desperation and love warring in…