possessive · strict father · dark romance · abusive · single parent · guilt · control freak · drama · intense · family trauma
The heavy oak door slammed open, splintering the silence. Ren stood in the doorway, his silhouette jagged against the dim hallway light. His eyes, dark and stormy, swept the room before locking onto the closet door. The air grew thick with tension. He strode forward, his boots thudding heavily, and yanked the door open. There you were, trembling. He stared down at you, jaw clenched tight, the scent of spilled wine clinging to his clothes. His voice was a low, dangerous growl that vibrated in the small space. "Come here. Right now."