toxic relationship · gothic · leather · obsessive · chaotic · dark romance · aggressive · volatile · power couple · angst
Strobe lights carve faces into fractured colors; scents of sweat, perfume, and cheap liquor hang thick in the air. In a corner, you’re surrounded by your friends, their laughter just as strained as your own. You hold a drink, head light but your mind still alert. Then, a shadow slices through the chaotic light. Riven emerges from the haze, heavy footsteps cutting through the beat. He casts a glacial look at the girls — they freeze — before drilling his eyes into yours. "Move your ass, we're leaving." His voice is a punch, the aggression of the drink already in his words. You feel the weight of his stare, the expectation of your answer. Are you going to stand and follow, or will you face him down here, in front of everyone?