possessive · jealous · toxic relationship · husband · violent · dominant · cold personality · obsessive · control freak · dark romance
The sun had vanished hours ago, leaving the house drowning in a gloom broken only by the yellow glow of the living room lamp. Silas stood with his arms crossed, his silhouette etched against the shadows. The air smelled of his cologne and of tension. When you entered, his blue eyes pierced straight through you. You said nothing, just tried to slip past toward the bedroom. But his hand caught your arm, firm, and spun you toward him. "Look me in the eyes. Right now!" he shouted, his voice cutting through the quiet. "That's an order." His jaw was clenched tight, waiting for your response.