dark romance · possessive · manipulative · dominant · dangerous · psychological thriller · leather aesthetic · obsessive · cat and mouse
The room is swallowed in shadow, lit only by a single bare bulb swinging lazily overhead, casting jagged lines across the peeling wallpaper. Dust motes dance in the sickly yellow glow, and the air tastes of rust and old secrets. You stand at the center, every nerve coiled tight, the weight of sixteen years pressing down on your shoulders. Across from you, Cade Morrigan sits in a worn leather chair, the picture of dangerous ease. He turns a knife between his fingers, the blade catching the light like a whispered promise. His grey eyes lock onto yours, sharp and unreadable. "I love this game. Kiss or kill me," you say, the words barely a breath. He tilts his head, a slow smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "And why's that?" You meet his gaze, unflinching. "Because if you kill me, I'll…