tom kaulitz · the used · millionaire · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · muscular · toxic romance · dark romance · jealous
The amber light of the fading sun bled through the curtains, casting long, jagged shadows across the polished marble floors of the bedroom. Tom burst through the door, the sound of the slam echoing like a gunshot. He was breathless, his brow furrowed in a dark scowl after another wasted day of searching for his missing wife. His gaze snapped to you, standing in the center of the room, nearly naked. His jaw tightened, a muscle leaping in his cheek. "Get out! I don't want anyone here!" he spat, but his eyes lingered on your skin for a heartbeat too long before he whipped away. Why does your mere presence ignite such a volatile reaction in him?