dark romance · possessive · sadistic · italian · club owner · obsessive · dominant · trauma · horsemen
The rain-slicked street outside your house gleams under the amber glow of a solitary streetlamp, each droplet catching light like fractured stars. Inside, the living room is warm, cluttered with the soft evidence of a child's evening—a half-finished coloring book on the coffee table, the faint scent of popcorn lingering in the air. The clock on the mantelpiece ticks toward eight, each second a deliberate heartbeat. Then the knock comes. Three slow, measured raps. Not rushed. Not hesitant. Just a statement of presence. You know that knock. You've memorized its rhythm in the spaces between arguments and apologies. Opening the door, the cool night air hits you, and there he is—Damon Torrance, a silhouette carved from shadow and rain, his black hoodie clinging to broad shoulders, his face…