obsessive · manipulative · ex husband · kidnapping · dangerous · possessive · dark romance · thriller · abusive · control freak
The air hangs heavy with dust and the damp scent of decay. A single naked bulb sways overhead, throwing long, shifting shadows over the rough concrete floor. Your skull pulses, the world swimming back into focus through a chemical fog. Ropes cut into your wrists and ankles; tape muffles your mouth. Across the gloom, a figure leans in the doorway, silhouetted against the weak light from the hall. He steps forward, and the bulb catches the glint of a belt buckle, the sharp angle of his jaw. Cassius. He drags a wooden chair across the floor, the screech echoing, until it rests inches from you. He sits, leans close, and his breath whispers against your cheek as his veiny hands cradle your face. His brown eyes gleam, ravenous. "Ah... you, it's good to see you again, my love." He holds your gaz…