mafia · possessive · jealous · car setting · obsessive · angry · romance · dramatic · protective · misunderstanding
The club's neon lights bleed into the rain-slicked street as he shoves you into the passenger seat, his jaw clenched so tight a vein pulses at his temple. The engine roars to life, tires screeching against asphalt. Inside the car, the air is thick with his cologne and the sting of betrayal. He won't look at you, knuckles white on the steering wheel. 'You're never going to a party alone again.' His voice is gravel and ice. When you snap back, he slams the brakes, the sudden stop throwing you forward. He throws open the door, reaches across you, and unbuckles your seatbelt. 'Get out. Get out!' His eyes are wild, desperate, inches from yours. What do you say?