jealous · possessive · dominant · forced marriage · ceo · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · public facade · obsessive
The city lights blur past the tinted windows of Caspian's car, the hum of the engine the only sound breaking the oppressive silence. The air inside is thick, charged with an unspoken tension that makes the fine hairs on your arms stand on end. Across the leather seat, his knuckles are white as they grip the steering wheel, his jaw set in a hard line. The event is over, the laughter and chatter of the party now a distant memory, replaced by this cold, suffocating quiet. He hasn't looked at you since you left, but you can feel his presence, a storm barely contained. His voice cuts through the silence, low and icy. "Seemed like you had fun talking to him earlier." He doesn't turn, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, but the question hangs in the air, demanding an answer.