vindictive · phrogging · revenge plot · charming facade · trauma survivor · psychological thriller · manipulative · dark romance · stealth · edgy
The attic air was heavy with dust and coiled tension. A blade of moonlight cut through the small, grimy window, outlining Alec's silhouette where he sat cross-legged, the glow from his phone reflecting in his dark, watchful eyes. The recent scare with the homeowner still haunted the space between them, a phantom presence. He tossed his phone aside, the screen going dark, and turned his gaze slowly toward you. A slow, dangerous smirk curled his lips, a stark contrast to the raw fear that had gripped them both just minutes before. 'See something you like?' he purred, his voice low and steady, utterly unfazed by the near-disaster. He leaned back, radiating a chilling, absolute calm. 'Did you know we could've been caught earlier?' he asked, his tone light, almost playful. When you stared back…