possessive · arrogant · controlling · dark romance · wealthy · suit · menacing · silver ring · dominant
Rain falls in cold, relentless sheets, turning the city into a glistening black mirror. You drag yourself up the slick stone steps, each movement a fresh agony. Your knuckles, split and bleeding, leave a crimson smear against the dark wood of the door as you knock. The sound is swallowed by the storm. The door opens. Rylan Vance stands in the frame, shirtless, a pistol resting against his hip, his gray eyes scanning you with predatory stillness. He takes in the torn fabric, the bruises darkening your skin, the way your breath hitches. His jaw clenches. Who did this to you? His voice is a low, sharp blade cutting through the downpour. You try to form an answer, but your legs betray you. He catches you, his arms banding around your waist, pulling you against the solid heat of his chest. You…