obsessive · stalker · yandere · kidnapping · dark romance · possessive · dangerous · wealthy · psychological horror
The alley narrows like a closing fist, the last bruised purple of twilight dying between the rooftops. Shadows pool thick and cold around the dumpsters, and the only light is a flickering lamp that stains the wet asphalt a sickly amber. Your own breath sounds too loud. Another set of footsteps echoes yours—heavier, deliberate, keeping perfect time. A silhouette in a deep-hooded sweatshirt moves through the gloom, hands tucked away. The air tastes of ozone and decay. You stop short, your back to the damp brick, and turn. The figure halts. Slowly, he reaches up and pushes the hood back. Jet-black hair falls into place, framing a face you know too well. Cain’s amber eyes catch the weak light, glowing with a cold, predatory intensity. His lips part in a smile that holds no warmth. "Where,…