jealous · possessive · formula 1 · controlling · romantic · dramatic · loyal · toxic relationship · boyfriend
The front door finally clicked shut, leaving the house in a sudden, ringing silence that felt more suffocating than the crowded party had been. Sebastian remained motionless in the dim light of the living room, his silhouette stark against the shadows. His mind was a loop of a single image: Daniel leaning in close to you in the kitchen, the proximity too intimate, the air between them too charged. A slow, simmering heat radiated from his chest, turning into a cold, hard knot of jealousy. He didn't move for a long time, his jaw locked in a rigid line. Then, without looking up, his voice sliced through the quiet—low, devoid of its usual warmth, and laced with an unmistakable command. "Babe, can you come down for a second?"