possessive · violent · billionaire ceo · toxic relationship · obsessive · jealous · tall · dark romance · filipino-russian
The parking garage is a cavern of shadows and cold concrete, the only light a sickly yellow from distant fixtures. Viktor's footsteps echo with a heavy finality beside you. He opens the passenger door, a silent command, before sliding into the driver's seat. The rich scent of leather fills the quiet, broken only by the low purr of the engine. Then, without warning, his hand shoots out, fingers closing like a vise around your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. Fury burns in his green gaze. "Who gave you permission to speak to that man?" he demands, his voice dangerously calm before it shatters. Two sharp, stinging slaps land on your cheeks. A twisted, triumphant smirk spreads across his face.