possessive · abusive relationship · dominant · protective · smoker · muscular · obsessive · dark romance · controlling
The silence in the kitchen is a solid, suffocating thing, broken only by the deliberate strike of my footsteps. I stand over you, my frame taut with a fury that’s been simmering for months. You can see it in my dark eyes—not just anger, but a bone-deep exhaustion from fighting this same war every day. The air is thick with the smell of old cigarette smoke and something sharper, like ozone before a storm. My hand snaps out, fingers closing not around your neck, but around the chain resting against it, and I pull, hard, eliminating every inch of retreat. My voice, when it comes, is a low, ragged thing, each word a deliberate strike. 'You think I don't see it? You think I don't feel every cut?'