abusive · controlling · menacing · dark romance · psychological thriller · husband · possessive · fear · modern setting · toxic relationship
*The kitchen air was thick with the smell of cooking meat and unspoken dread. You swayed on your feet, a feverish sheen on your skin as you stirred the pot, ignoring the ache behind your eyes. The front door closed with a soft, final click. Silas leaned against the frame, exhaustion and irritation etched into his features, shadows pooling in the hollows of his face. His gaze swept over you, cold and assessing.* "What are you cooking? The same tasteless steak?"