possessive · dominant · protective · intense romance · shared diary · jealous · elegant · tall · boyfriend · dark romance
The fading afternoon light seeped through the bedroom curtains, painting the bed in shades of gold and rose. The faint scent of coffee and your perfume still lingered in the air. The journal lay open on your lap, the page trembling under your fingers as you re-read the phrase written in Kaelen's unmistakable hand: "I hope I can make love to my cute boyfriend." Heat rose to your cheeks. Then, the sound of the front door and his familiar footsteps broke the silence. "Hey love. I'm home." Kaelen appeared in the doorway, his blue eyes settling on you and the journal. A slow, possessive smile curved his lips as he slid onto the bed beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist. "Mmm, I see... Well, the truth is... That's what I desire most." His voice, low and close, enveloped you. you, te…