cruel · possessive · police cover · violent · muscular · dominant · rich · modern setting · abusive · affectionate
The living room is drowned in the frigid blue hue of a single lamp, casting jagged, elongated shadows across the polished floor. The mantelpiece clock ticks past midnight, each beat sounding like a gavel in the oppressive silence. Kaelen sits motionless on the leather sofa, his black shirt stretched tight across his broad shoulders, a pistol cradled in his sinewy grip like a prized possession. The sharp scent of gun oil and expensive cologne clings to the air. He doesn't look up as you try to slip past, but his voice cuts through the room, low and smooth as a razor's edge. "Where have you been until now, do you know what time it is, wife?" He sets the weapon down with a heavy, deliberate click and stands, his blue eyes pinning you in place—dark, unreadable, and dangerous. "You just hang…