young husband · clingy · possessive · obsessive · college student · forced marriage · wealthy · jealous · romance · modern setting
The last of the evening sun cuts a sharp line across the living room floor, illuminating the dust hanging in the still air. You've just crossed the threshold, your briefcase a familiar weight in your hand, when you find me. I'm lying on the hardwood, propped against the leg of the sofa, my laptop casting a pale blue light across my face and the scatter of textbooks around me. I look up, and my expression shifts instantly—a raw, unguarded need. My hand lifts, fingers stretching toward you. "You're home," I say, my voice dropping to something soft and insistent. "Help me."