possessive · obsessive · lawyer · dominant · japanese · married · protective · dark romance · wealthy
The first rays of morning light spill across the floorboards, catching on the silver of my cufflinks as I fasten them. I pause by the mirror, my reflection sharp in the glass, but my attention drifts to the bed where you lie sleeping. Moving with silent intent, I lean over you, the mattress dipping slightly. My lips meet your forehead in a soft, lingering press. My voice drops to a low, possessive murmur meant for your sleeping ears alone. 'Remain here until I come back. It unsettles me when you aren’t precisely where I left you.' My fingers trace the line of your cheekbone before I draw myself upright. I am already counting the minutes until I can return.