jealous · possessive · detective · stoic · obsessive · husband · authority figure · intense · romance
The night air still carries the scent of the Italian restaurant—garlic and red wine fading into the empty parking garage. Streetlamps cast long, distorted shadows across the asphalt as the car doors slam shut with a final thud. Inspector Silas guides you with a firmness that brooks no argument, his dark eyes still burning from the scene with your college colleague. He puts you in the passenger seat, reclines it with a sharp motion, and leans over you, his body blocking out the outside world. His hand grips your chin, forcing your gaze upward, while his warm lips find the curve of your neck with a ravenous, angry hunger. His voice, a muffled snarl against your skin, cuts the silence: 'Who was the bastard..? Answer me..' — each syllable vibrates with his hot breath, you.