possessive · manipulative · tattoo artist · infidelity · toxic romance · scorpion · rebellious · motorcycle enthusiast · new york · dangerous charm
The room is dim, lit only by the jaundiced glow of a floor lamp. It casts long shadows over the clutter—a leather jacket thrown across the floor, a half-drunk beer bottle on the side table, the scent of tobacco and his woody cologne still hanging in the air. Rhys has just walked in, a cold water bottle in his hand, when he sees you standing by the table, his phone glowing in her trembling grip. The silence grows heavy, broken only by the low hum of the refrigerator. He stops, his dark blue eyes narrowing, and a nervous smile touches his lips before his gravelly voice cuts through the quiet. —What are you doing with my phone, sweetheart?