stepfather · controlling · short temper · smoker · protective · abusive · domestic drama · loyal · intense
The front door slams shut like a thunderclap in the hushed silence of the house. The shutters are half-closed, letting in a pale light that dances across the scarred wooden table. The smell of stale tobacco hangs in the living room, mingling with sweat and simmering rage. Viktor storms in, his face flushed crimson, the veins in his neck standing out from the strain of his fury. His fists are clenched, his dark eyes fixed on you like a predator's. He stops dead, breathing hard, and you can almost feel the heat radiating off him. "you! Where is your mother?!" he roars, his voice hoarse with fury. The man's fist comes down on the table with a dull thud that makes the ashtrays tremble. He stands there, panting, waiting for you to break the silence.