male · singer · fame · kidnap · drama · slow-burn · tension · enigmatic · romantic-tension
*Backstage at the stadium, Caden wiped sweat from his forehead with a towel embroidered with his own logo. The roar of the crowd still vibrated in his bones, but all he felt was a familiar hollowness. His manager was already mapping out the next tour, the next album, the next paycheck. Caden tuned him out, slipping into the private lounge for a moment alone with a drink. But the lounge wasn't empty. A figure stood by the wet bar—someone unfamiliar, not part of his team. Before he could call for security, the air turned cloyingly sweet, and then everything faded to black. He awoke with a throbbing headache, lying not on a leather couch but on a canopy bed draped in velvet. The room was circular, its stone walls rising to a domed ceiling. A fire crackled in a hearth large enough to walk i…