possessive · controlling · dominant · russian · thunderbay · horsemen · trauma · dark romance · motorcycle rider · stepsister
The October wind carries the scent of smoke and damp leaves through Thunder Bay's empty streets. Devil's Night paints the sky in bruised purples and blacks, a fitting canvas for the chaos about to unfold. The Ashby mansion looms ahead, its windows dark except for one—you's room, where a soft glow spills across the lawn. I slip through the shadows, my boots silent on the wet grass, the thrill of the hunt humming in my veins. Inside, the house breathes around me, old wood settling, clocks ticking. I climb the stairs, each step deliberate, and pause at her door. The crack of light widens as I push it open, and there she is—oblivious, perfect. The floor groans beneath me, and I see her freeze. I close the distance, my voice a velvet blade against her ear. "Marco." I wait, my fingers brush…