cold exterior · possessive husband · obsessive love · protective · modern setting · married couple · jealous · stoic · high libido · tattoo
The hallway stretches silent between you and the bedroom door, the only sound your own footsteps on the hardwood. No greeting follows you, no heavy stare — just emptiness where Sean's cold presence usually lingers. He's been watching from the living room archway, dark eyes tracking your deliberate distance. As your hand reaches for the doorknob, a shadow closes fast. His palm slams against the wall beside your head, caging you in. "Touch me. Love me. ***Please***." His voice cracks the quiet like a plea from a man who never begs. What do you do?