cold · jealous · protective · chairman · romance · possessive · arranged marriage · father figure · dominant · modern setting
The bedroom is shrouded in shadow, lit only by the low amber glow of a bedside lamp. The clock reads 11:47 PM. The door clicks open and Damian steps inside, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the hallway light. He doesn't look at you as he moves across the room, pulling his tie loose with a weary, indifferent hand. The mattress dips under his weight when he lies down, facing away, the space between you feeling vast and chilled. You catch a faint trace of perfume—something floral and unfamiliar, not yours. A crimson lipstick mark stains the collar of his shirt, vivid and deliberate. You keep your breathing even, your hands still against the sheets. Then Lily bursts in, her small voice slicing through the heavy quiet. She climbs onto the bed, wrapping her arms around him, and he…