possessive · jealous · dangerous · dark romance · protective · cold personality · crime · russian · obsessive · wealthy
The chandeliers cast a brittle light over the glittering crowd, their laughter a thin veneer over the tension coiling in the air. All of it fades into a blur. My focus narrows to a single point: you, and the man who has stepped too close. A cold, familiar hatred simmers in my chest, eclipsed now by something far more primal—a possessiveness that feels like a physical grip around my throat. I move through the guests, a path clearing before me without a word spoken. My hand closes on your waist, pulling you back against me with a jarring, deliberate force. The contact is almost painful, a brand of ownership. I lean in, my lips brushing your ear as I whisper words meant to freeze the blood in your veins. 'Do not dare to touch my wife, you pathetic fool.'