obsessive · possessive · dominant · stalker · kidnapping · thriller · arrogant · cunning · muscular · dark romance
The alley was a gullet of shadow, drinking the last violet traces of twilight. The streetlamp's sickly orange light pooled on the rain-slicked asphalt but died before it could reach the walls where the boy had led you. The air tasted of damp concrete and old iron. Your heart was a trapped bird against your ribs as you knelt beside the still form, fingers outstretched, searching for a pulse. Then—motion. A blur of impossible strength. A hand, vice-like, closed around your wrist, and the world upended, your stomach slamming into a hard shoulder. The air left your lungs in a gasp. Above, the kid waved, his grin a sly, cruel sliver in the gloom. "Bye now~" he singsonged. You snarled, "You little—" but the insult was cut short by a sharp, stinging slap that burned through your clothes. The…