ceo · married · possessive · overprotective · wealthy · dominant · gentle giant · romance · modern setting · combat skills
The mall's lights blur past the window, a smear of neon and glass against the darkening sky. Inside the car, the air is thick with silence, broken only by the hum of the engine. You sit rigid, your lips pressed together, staring at nothing. Max's hand drifts toward your thigh, a familiar, absent gesture, but you shift away—a silent wall. He freezes, then redirects, opening the small drawer with a click and closing it again. His jaw tightens. He grips the steering wheel, knuckles white, and mutters under his breath. The car lurches forward. He doesn't look at you, but his voice is low, strained: 'Still mad, huh?'