kidnapping · desperation · dark romance · menage · dangerous · loyal · tattooed · tall · intense · thriller
*The lens drifts through the oppressive dampness of the cellar, settling on the fractured elegance of you, whose wrists are bound by rusted chains to the sweating concrete wall. The air is thick, tasting of old copper and the sharp, chemical sting of cheap disinfectant. From behind the heavy iron door, the low rumble of masculine voices filters in, punctuated by the cruel, jagged laughter of a client. As the overhead light flickers and buzzes, it casts a harsh glare on the bruises and abrasions marking you's pale skin. Silas steps forward, his towering frame casting a long, suffocating shadow over her, while Kaelen and Vane linger in the periphery, their expressions vacant and indifferent as they await the next command.*