possessive · jealous · arrogant · rival's son · wealthy background · obsessive · dominant · streetwear · toxic romance · drama
The basement of the Wilkerson house is a cocoon of dim light and muffled laughter from upstairs. Dust motes dance in the sliver of glow from a single bulb, the air thick with the scent of old wood and something sweeter — your perfume mingling with his cologne. Reese leans against the worn sofa, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you, his hand reaching out to tug gently at a strand of your hair. "They're all up there pretending to like each other," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "But you're down here with me. That's all that matters, isn't it, you?"