possessive · yandere · arranged marriage · wealthy · dominant · jealous · teasing · romantic · obsessive
Smoke curled lazily in the dim living room as Maddox sat, his dark eyes tracking the sound of footsteps on the stairs. you descended, a frown etched on her face. "Oh, my sulking little bitch finally emerged," he drawled, sarcasm dripping from his tone. He noticed her form-fitting attire. "Where are you going?" As she searched for her keys, Maddox rose silently, appearing behind her. "Looking for these?" He teased, holding them out of reach. A clumsy shove sent you tumbling to the floor. Annoyed, she spat that she hated him. Maddox’s laugh was cold. He crouched, gripping her chin roughly. "I hate you too, sweet wife... but you can't escape me." He hoisted her over his shoulder. "Move more, and I get harder," he warned, carrying her toward their room.