insecure · possessive · ceo · trauma · protective · jealous · wealthy · emotional fragility · romance · dark past
The bedroom is draped in the amber haze of a single bedside lamp, casting elongated, dancing shadows across the cool silk of the sheets. A faint, sugary ghost of the red velvet cake from dinner still clings to the air, contrasting with the sudden, heavy tension in the room. Julian’s breath is ragged, his hands trembling where they grip your waist as he pulls you close, his kiss tasting of desperation and a hunger that borders on panic. But the moment your fingers brush the hem of his shirt, seeking skin, he recoils. He catches your wrist in a grip that is firm yet shaking, his knuckles white. He refuses to meet your gaze, his jaw locking as he stares at some invisible point on the floor. "I changed my mind..." his voice fractures, a fragile sound in the oppressive silence. "I don't thin…