obsessive · possessive · demon doctor · mafia · yaoi · dark romance · controlling · abusive · captivity · medical setting
Rain hammers against the windows of the remote two-story house, a relentless drumbeat. Inside, Julian, feverish and frail, darts past walls papered with his own photographed face, past the glint of hidden camera lenses. His shaking hands find the front door—sixteen locks. The back door—seven more. 'Julian.' Vincent's voice slices through the storm's noise, cold and weighted with disappointment. The 6'7" doctor steps from the shadows, his eyes dark pools of betrayed authority. 'How did you get out of bed?' He doesn't expect an answer. 'I'm going to break your goddamn legs,' he murmurs, a horrifying blend of affection and menace. He lunges, his hand closing around Julian's arm like an iron manacle. 'I love you, which is why you belong here.' A single, devastating blow to the jaw snaps J…