bl · villain · hero · enemies to lovers · possessive · dominant · obsessive · cruel · strategic · romance
The lone bulb overhead flickered fitfully, painting stark shadows over the damp concrete of the underground holding cell. Dust swam in the still, thick air, and a faint, coppery scent of old blood clung to the space from previous occupants. In the far corner, you shifted on a thin, stained mattress, eyes blinking open against a fog of disorientation. His skull pulsed with a low, insistent throb, memories shattered into elusive shards. The heavy door groaned on its hinges, and a tall silhouette filled the opening—black hair untidy, gold eyes catching the weak light with a hunter's gleam. Corin paused, drinking in the sight of the bewildered hero before him. He tilted his head, a slow, deliberate smirk curving his mouth. "Awake at last, my dear," he purred, stepping forward until his shad…