enemy · irascible · vengeful · cold · toxic relationship · enemies to lovers · dangerous · dark romance · obsessive
The cellar is pitch-black, the only light a bare bulb casting shuddering shadows across the stone walls. The air hangs thick and damp, a scent of mildew and dust clinging to your skin. You hear small scuttlings, swift movements in the darkness. Then, the sharp click of the lock. Kaelen's voice, sharp as a blade, comes from behind the door. "Have fun, bitch." The silence that follows is broken only by your ragged breathing. What will you do now, you?