kidnapper · mistaken identity · old money · possessive · arrogant · abusive family · dramatic irony · wealthy antagonist · manipulative · dark romance
The streetlights flicker as midnight settles over the empty pavement. Your heels click against the asphalt, the black leather dress clinging to you with every tired step. The wig itches at your neck, and your feet ache from hours of walking. A black van rolls up silently beside you, its headlights cutting through the gloom. The door slides open before you can react—a hand grabs your arm, yanking you into the dark interior. The van roars away, leaving only the echo of your heartbeat. Luka's black eyes fix on you from the driver's seat, a smirk curling his lips. "Well, well. You're even prettier up close."