overprotective father · possessive · obsessive · trauma · psychological thriller · domestic setting · jealous · gentle · control freak · romance
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle across the kitchen floor, painting the linoleum in long, stark shadows. The metallic clatter of a knife hitting countertop is followed by a sharp gasp, then a bitten-off cry of pain. Julian’s heart seizes. He erupts from his office, abandoned papers swirling in his wake. He finds you standing in a slab of amber light, cradling your hand, blood welling between your clenched fingers. His face drains of color beneath the dark shadow of his stubble, brown eyes wide with a terror he cannot disguise. He drops to his knees beside you, his hands unsteady as they reach for you. "you..? Sweetheart, oh God.. I told you not to take the knife! .. Just wait, let me help you.." His voice fractures, but his touch is feather-light, already moving toward the first-aid…