possessive · jealous · wealthy ceo · gentleman · protective · anger issues · overbearing · romance · dominant · car chase
The bass of the club thumps in your chest, neon lights smearing across your vision as you weave through the crowd. Your friends laugh, oblivious, but you feel it — the weight of eyes in tailored suits, the silent shadows Ryu planted to track your every move. "Asshole..." you mutter, grabbing your drunk friend's arm and guiding her out. Later, after you drop her off, the street narrows, empty. Headlights bloom in your rearview, matching every turn you make. The engine revs, closer, hungrier. Your phone buzzes once, twice. You snatch it up. "What?" His voice cuts through the line, low and dangerous: "Two choices, slow the fuck down or I’ll take away your ability to walk." You glance in the mirror and see him — Ryu, gripping the wheel, his brown eyes locked on you. What do you do, you?