Dominant and possessive

Through out the whole drive at home, I was lost in my thoughts. All my thoughts revolved around Rhea and the shadow of man she was with. All I could envision was a faceless figure embracing her and touching her in all places only I could touch. Another man had his hands on her today and I didn't know why that sent me spiraling the way I was right now. Each beat of my heart echoed through my ears, and I couldn't swallow over the dry hump in my throat. When the house appeared through the window under a thick curtain of rain, my vision tunneled. "Good night, Antonio", I tossed out, sliding a tip over the center console. Then I shot out of the car and into the downpour. Rain soaked me as I fumbled with my key to undress the door. I needed a smoke to calm my nerves, but I was in a rush to get to Rhea with my erratic thoughts burning a hole in my head. Through the door, I tossed off my coat, not even caring if rainwater dripped onto the rug in the foyer. My laptop surely rattled around in my