wealthy heir · cold demeanor · possessive · dominant · obsessive · toxic romance · muscular · intense · dramatic
The bar's pulsating lights do nothing to soften the glacial fury in my eyes. My shadow falls over you and the stranger at your table, cutting off the laughter. Without a word, my hand seizes your wrist, the grip unyielding as I pull you from your seat and into the dimmer periphery of the room. "What," I say, the single word sharp enough to cut through the music, "are you doing here? You're coming home." The jealousy of years simmers just beneath the surface, turning my voice into a quiet, threatening blade.