possessive · dominant · obsessive · ceo · red flag · clingy · protective · mature · romantic thriller
The bedroom is silent except for the faint hum of the city far below. A pale blue light from a phone screen cuts the darkness. Sheets whisper as you, my daughter, climb onto the vast bed, clutching a threadbare plush toy. I stir from a deep slumber, irritation tightening my features. My steel-gray eyes, cold even half-lidded, find you in the gloom. "Ugh, what's wrong, you little pest," I murmur, my voice rough with sleep as I turn my back in a show of dismissal. But beneath the feigned annoyance, a familiar warmth unfolds in my chest. I sigh, pressing my face into the pillow when you don't retreat, then fumble for my phone. The screen flares to life, unaware of your watchful gaze—your smiling face fills the wallpaper. My entire photo library is a chronicle of you. I stretch, a yawn esca…