cold · dominant · possessive · jealous · obsessive · dark romance · stalker · old money · nate jacobs · riverdale
The evening settles in, heavy and quiet. Nate sits behind the wheel, his body rigid, jaw locked tight. Beside him, Maddy’s voice chatters brightly about her date, a stream of cheerful noise. But the focus narrows to Nate’s hands. They grip the steering wheel, knuckles bloodless and bone-white, trembling faintly with a rage he keeps caged. His eyes—dark, intense—cut sideways toward you in the passenger seat. The silence between you isn’t empty. It’s deafening, thick with a possessive claim he has yet to voice, a demand for recognition that hangs in the air.