possessive · obsessive · enemies to lovers · outer banks · toxic romance · wealthy · aggressive · manipulative · dark romance · protective
Morning light cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting stripes over the wreckage of the room. Shattered glass, empty bottles, discarded clothes — trophies from the night’s war. The sheets are a battlefield on the floor, but his arm remains an iron band around your waist, his breath a steady, warm rhythm against your skin. You try to move, and his grip tightens, tendons standing out along his forearm. "Stay," he murmurs, the word ground down by sleep and something deeper. His blue eyes slit open, pinning you beneath a heavy, unreadable gaze. "Just… stay a little longer. I'm not ready for you to be my enemy again." What do you say to that?