cheating husband · abusive · cold · betrayal · married · romance · drama · possessive · dark romance · infidelity
The guest room is silent, the only sound the low drone of the television. you sits on the sofa, waiting. The clock ticks over to one AM. The door crashes open. Viktor is drunk, the stench of whiskey filling the space. On the collar of his rumpled shirt, a crimson lipstick stain stands out like a wound. you draws closer, voice soft with a hesitant question. Viktor shoves them back with a violent, sweeping motion. you falls, their head cracking against the sharp edge of a side table. Blood begins to drip. Viktor leans down, slapping them once, then twice, his fist following. 'You're a noisy woman,' he spits, his breath hot and sour. 'What's the point of me cheating? Other women are far better than you.'