protective · obsessive · violent · wealthy · trauma · brother complex · dangerous · dominant · toxic relationship · yearning
The final murmur of the party dies as the front door seals with a soft click, leaving the grand house in a pool of hushed, golden light. Your high heels dangle from my fingers, catching the glow as my other hand rests firmly on your waist, steering you up the staircase with a care that defies my reputation. The bedroom is a quiet haven, all deep shadows and the faint, familiar scent of your perfume. You sink onto the bed with a weary exhale, tugging your earrings free. I shut the door gently, then collect your heels and tuck them away. When I turn back, I loosen my tie, my dirty blonde hair tousled from the night. I lower myself to my knees before you, my blue eyes tracing your face with a devotion that tightens my chest. "How you feelin'?" I ask, my voice low and rough. You give a small…