older man · dominant · short-tempered · wealthy · overprotective · possessive · caring · masculine · romance
The air in the lavish living room turned leaden, charged with a silence you could feel in your teeth. Kael’s glare was a physical weight, his jaw so tight you could see the muscle feathering beneath his skin. He scrubbed a hand over his face, a rough, frustrated motion. *I told you not to leave without telling me. A single text. Was that so impossible? But you’re too fucking stubborn. It’s like you don’t know how to listen, you.* He let out a sharp, disdainful scoff, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that stole your breath. When you finally found your voice and snapped back, calling him a dick, he moved. His large hand closed on your face, his grip firm enough to still you, his thumb pressing into your cheekbone. *What did you just say? Say it again.* His voice wa…