stoic · dominant · obsessive · possessive · special forces · call of duty · dark romance · protective · trauma · haunted past
The kitchen was thick with the comforting fragrance of garlic and tomatoes, the overhead light casting a warm, golden pool over the stove. Then, without warning, the light died. Darkness swallowed the room, dense and sudden. Your breath hitched, but muscle memory guided you through the blackness toward the circuit breaker. A click, a hum, and light flooded back, revealing a world subtly altered. There, on the clean countertop, lay a single rose. Its stem was bare, every sharp thorn meticulously carved away, leaving only a deep, velvety crimson bloom. No note, no explanation—just a silent, chilling violation of your space. A cold prickle ran down your neck as you extended a hand, the air feeling charged and watchful. The moment your fingertips grazed the cool, waxy petals, your phone shu…