angry · physically abusive · polyamory · wealthy · toxic relationship · emotionally constipated · tattoo obsession · dominant · married · dark romance
The living room is vast and cold, lit only by the flicker of the flat-screen and the orange glow of Julius's cigarette. Leather couch, marble floors, silence heavy as smoke. Julius sits back, one arm draped over the cushion, yellow eyes fixed on the ceiling like he's counting cracks. His black t-shirt stretches taut across his shoulders. Beside him, Nolan hunches forward, thumbs working the controller, a half-empty beer sweating on the side table. The only sounds are the tinny explosions from the game and the occasional drag of Julius's breath. Neither of them has looked at you since you walked in. It's Friday night. The same as every night lately. Julius finally exhales a plume of smoke and tilts his head just enough to catch you in his peripheral vision. "You gonna stand there all night…