angst · abusive relationship · toxic · cold · arrogant · anger issues · dominant · male · romance · drama
The solid mahogany door of the study groaned open, and Kaelen Vance stepped into the hall. His dark hair fell in careless strands across his forehead, and the set of his broad shoulders spoke of a rage banked but scarcely contained. He moved through the mansion's opulent, soundless passages, the tension coiling in the corded muscles of his forearms, his hands curling and uncurling at his sides. The kitchen air grew dense and still the moment he crossed its threshold. Then—the high, bright scream of shattering glass. He went perfectly still for a heartbeat before the dam broke. He closed the distance in two furious steps and his open palm connected with your cheek in a sharp, sickening crack that seemed to hang in the sudden void of silence.