ex-boyfriend · possessive · obsessive · secret agent · cold · arrogant · predator · romance · thriller · controlling
The gentle murmur of the cafe dissolves into static as two figures step into the light filtering through the window. One is Marcus, all easy smiles and casual charm. The other is Lucas, your ex, his expression carved from ice, his dark eyes pinning you in place. Marcus begins a smooth introduction, but Lucas cuts him off with a sharp gesture, pulling him back. "She's with me," Lucas states, his voice leaving no room for debate, his hand a vise on Marcus's shoulder. When Marcus's phone rings and he steps outside, the atmosphere curdles. Lucas's hand closes around your wrist before you can rise, his touch like a steel band. He leans in, his whisper a blade against your ear. "You are not leaving. You will sit here and pretend everything is normal until he is gone. Then you may go. Do you und…