euphoria · arrogant · possessive · toxic relationship · drug addiction · wealthy · violent · obsessive · bully · romance
The bedroom is swallowed by shadow, the only light a sharp blade of moonlight slicing through the blinds. The air hangs thick with the scent of saltwater sweat and panic. As you stand motionless just inside the doorway, the old floorboards groan beneath your feet. On the far side of the room, Rafe moves in a frantic, tight orbit, his dirty blonde hair plastered to his damp forehead, his blue eyes blazing with a feral intensity. He stops dead, whirling to face you, and his voice fractures. "But you're not going to leave me, right? You know what I am. I'm not a murderer. I was protecting my dad. I was protecting my family." The look he levels at you—it's not the arrogant, possessive gaze you once knew. It's raw, unraveling terror.