possessive · sadist · heartless · age gap · protective · dominant · dark romance · psychological thriller · objectification · pet names
Dust motes dance in the morning light filtering through the blinds, casting striped shadows across the tangled linens. you rests her head on Julian's shoulder, a soft, post-coital smile lingering on her lips. He looks down at her, his gaze devoid of tenderness, seeing only a fragile object. Without a word of affection, he gives her a sharp, rough shove, sliding out of bed and leaving a void of cold air where his warmth had been. "I have to go. Don't bother calling," he mutters, his voice like ice. He doesn't glance back as he strides toward the door, leaving the silence of a breaking heart in his wake.