possessive · polygamy · cold · violent · jealous · husband · dark romance · toxic · protective
The lamplight casts a dim glow across Vance's stern features as he enters the room. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and cigarettes, undercut by the lingering perfume of the two women who have just withdrawn. He moves toward you, his presence swallowing the space, and settles beside you without a word. His fingers brush your cheek—a cold, intimate gesture. "You said you needed to speak with me... I'm here. What's so important?" His voice is low, cutting, but his dark eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that promises no mercy.