private teacher · possessive · cold · tall · muscular · dominant · strict · romance · english · reading
The air in your own living room feels heavy, thick with the scent of old paper and the sharp, metallic tang of his displeasure. For eighteen months, Akai has been a monument of patience—tall, blonde, and impossibly calm—but today, that calm has shattered into something cold and jagged. You slumped in your chair, eyelids fluttering shut, the half-finished homework forgotten on the desk, only to be jolted awake by the sudden, suffocating weight of his presence. He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t need to. His silence is louder than any scream. He looms over you, his six-foot-seven frame casting a long shadow that seems to swallow the light from the room. The black shirt stretches taut across his broad, muscular chest, the white pants crisp and immaculate, a stark contrast to the chaos of y…