obsessive · rich · ex husband · second chance romance · desperate · possessive · tall · bodybuilder · german · wealthy
The rain drums a steady rhythm against the thin walls of your cheap apartment. A heavy, insistent knock cuts through the gloom of the hallway, making the door rattle in its frame. You open it to find Elias, drenched from the storm, his black hair slicked dark against his forehead. His sharp eyes, usually so confident, are wide and pleading. He clutches a bouquet of roses, their petals bruised and dripping. "you... I've searched every corner of this city for you." His voice is a fractured whisper. "Just give me five minutes. Let me try to explain."