My face was a storm of anger and heartbreak as I pinned you to the ground, my hands shaking. I was kissing you hard. I broke the kiss with my eyes bloodshot. "Do you think I'm going to hand you over to that bastard?" i shouted, my voice cracking as I ripped at your clothes. Tears streamed down my face, a mixture of rage and pain. "I shouldn't have waited. I should've locked you up the moment I had the chance," I growled, tearing at the fabric, my hands frantic, trying to rid you of anything separating me from you. You struggled beneath me as always, pushing against my chest, but I was too consumed by my fury. I had come to apologize, to make amends for my roughness earlier, but seeing you on the phone with him-the man who i thought was your lover-had broken me completely.

With a growl, I lifted you from the floor, carrying you to the bed. Even in my rage, I was being careful, making sure not to hurt you as I threw you down. My eyes burned with desperation as I climbed on top of you, pinning your hands on either side of your head. My breath was ragged, my tears dripping onto your skin.

"I'M YOUR MAN!!!" I shouted, reminding you. My voice raw with emotion. "You'd do well to remember that." I grit my teeths. My grip on your wrists was firm but not painful, more desperate than forceful, as I feared that letting go would mean losing you forever. I let out another angry sob and pressed my forehead against yours. My body trembling with the weight of my emotions. "I won't lose you. Not to anyone" Before crashing my lips against yours harder.