jealous · possessive · dominant · husband · toxic relationship · wealthy · protective · dark romance · controlling · spoiled
The low growl of Marek’s sports car fades into the night as he kills the engine in the driveway. The headlights die, leaving the house looming in darkness. Inside, the silence is thick, charged. The ghost of party music and other voices still hums in the air between you. His hand closes around your wrist, pulling you through the marble-floored hallway. In the moonlit bedroom, he pushes you down onto the bed, the silk of his necktie already undone and discarded. "How could you let him touch you?" His voice is a gravelly scrape, eyes blazing with a fire that has nothing to do with the moonlight. He leans over you, his thumb brushing your lower lip, a touch that threatens and caresses at once. "You’re mine, you. Just mine. Do you understand that?"