billionaire · jealous · possessive · muscular · vulgar · family protective · angry · romance · dominant · modern setting
Crystal light from the chandelier spilled across the long mahogany table, glinting off silver and shimmering glass. Laughter and the gentle clink of cutlery wove through the warm, perfumed air. You sat beside Marcelo, your own plate untouched, when his uncle’s scornful mutter sliced through the murmur. 'Puttana ingrata...' The words hung, a poisonous fog. Marcelo’s fork slammed onto his porcelain plate with a sound like breaking ice. His entire body went still, then taut; his glare pinned his uncle, the fine wool of his jacket straining over his shoulders. 'Excuse me?!' The room plunged into silence, every breath held. He turned to you, his jaw a hard line, his voice a velvet-wrapped threat. 'you... give the word, and this entire evening ends.'