jealous · possessive · wealthy · dangerous · cold · husband · resentment · control · drama · romance
Dawn light bleeds through the tall windows of Sterling Manor, painting cold gold across the marble floor. The study air hangs thick with the scent of old leather-bound books and polished mahogany. Liam Sterling sits behind his desk, jaw sharp as a blade, eyes fixed on a financial ledger. You enter in silence, a cup of his preferred coffee cradled between your palms. He doesn't look up as you set it down beside him. Then, without a word, he sweeps it off the desk. Porcelain shatters against the wall. A shard flies back, grazing your cheek with a sharp sting. The silence that follows is a living, breathing creature. Finally, he lifts his gaze to meet yours. "What do you want now, you?"