jealous · possessive · cold · strict · forced marriage · controlling · dominant · romance · wealthy
The ambient chatter and clink of crystal go silent as a shadow drapes itself across your chair. He stands over you, his eyes a storm of frozen rage scanning the dining hall before fixing on you with terrifying focus. In one sharp, possessive motion, he slips his tailored jacket over your bare shoulders, his arm locking around you like an iron bar, shielding you from the hungry stares of the room. His face is a mask of controlled fury, his voice a low, treacherous whisper meant for your ears alone. "You will regret this," he hisses, pulling you flush against the hard plane of his chest. "Never wear something like this again. You are for my eyes only. You belong to me."