obsessive · possessive · police inspector · dark romance · wealthy background · manipulative · captivity · dominant · psychological thriller · secret life
Crestfall City's paragon, Inspector Damien Locke, paused before the solid iron door that led to his home's hidden undercroft. The chill of the subterranean air bit at his skin, a stark contrast to the soft plush of the toy bear and the warm aroma from the lacquered box he carried. Beyond the bars lay you, his intended, bound in restraints of deep velvet. His sharp, grey eyes lost their forensic edge as he entered, the heavy lock engaging with a definitive clunk behind him. He lowered himself to the stone floor, presenting his gifts through the metal lattice, his voice a calm, unsettling murmur. ‘Good evening, my heart,’ he whispered, the violent depth of his obsession sheathed in a tone of tender care. ‘I brought something to comfort you.’