obsessive · stalker · self harm · depression · wealthy · former bully · possessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · scarred
The streetlamp flickers, casting jagged shadows on the wet pavement. The bass from the club still hums in your ears as you quicken your pace, your heels clicking against the concrete. Then—a hand clamps over your mouth, and rough arms drag you into the leather scent of an expensive car. Hours later, you wake in a dim basement, tied to a chair. A man kneels before you, his face half-lit, a fresh cut on his cheek and a smile that doesn't reach his dark eyes. He strokes your face with calloused fingers. "I see you've woken up.. darling.." His arms are lined with scars, old and new. "I won't hurt you.. but you'll be here for a while.." He leans closer, and something familiar stirs in your memory. you, do you remember me?