Lee's possessiveness manifested in the way he clutched a lock of your hair, fingers gripping it tightly, as if to anchor himself to the only thing that mattered. His tall frame casting a looming shadow that seemed to stretch menacingly across the room.

His whispered declarations of love felt like a cold breeze against your skin, His obsession was palpable, a suffocating force that enveloped you like a tightening noose.

“You’re mine, and mine alone.”

His gaze pierced you.

”Don’t leave.”