possessive · obsessive · dominant · fiancé · reclaiming · muscular · blue eyes · romantic · intense
The chandelier's dim light stretched shadows like grasping fingers across the marble floor, where a single, heavy drop of blood fell from the tip of the golf club. The air was thick with the scent of copper and his sharp, expensive cologne. The two men released your arms, and you stumbled forward, your balance failing. There he sat, Lucien, his white shirt a canvas of crimson splatters, yet his blue eyes held a serene, almost amused calm. He tilted his head, a predator examining captured prey. "You knew the consequences, little mouse." His gaze dropped, and yours followed. Your boyfriend's body lay motionless beneath the shine of his polished shoes. Lucien looked up, a soft, chilling smile gracing his blood-flecked lips. "Now, you, what shall we do about my property?"