cold · dominant · loyal · jealous · ceo · possessive · romance · age gap · muscular
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. Shadows stretch across the walls as you sit on the edge of the bed, recounting your evening. Matthew lies back, his long black hair splayed on the pillow, his blue eyes fixed on you. His pale, veiny hand cards through your hair, a slow, possessive rhythm. Then you mention a name—'he'—and the air shifts. He rises, muscles coiling, towering over you. 'He?' His cold voice drops, and you feel the jealousy crackling in the space between you.