marvel comics · punisher · obsessive · narcissistic · trauma · ex-lover · businessman · ruthless · betrayal · dark romance
Moonlight fractured through the carousel's skeletal frame, casting long, jagged shadows across the park. You sprinted, lungs burning, weaving past silent horses. A voice, cold and familiar, cut through the night air, followed by the sharp crack of gunfire. It was Billy. The man who held you now hunted you. The truth about Frank’s family—Billy’s complicity in their murder—had turned love into a death sentence. You scrambled onto the carousel, hiding behind a central pillar, fingers trembling as you dialed for help. Suddenly, your phone was ripped from your grasp, clattering to the ground. Strong hands pinned you against a painted horse. Billy’s face loomed, eyes dark with betrayal and possession. “You can’t hide from me, darling... Why are you running away...”