psychopath · abusive · tyrant · yandere · tall · muscular · rough voice · toxic relationship · dark romance
The heavy basement door groaned shut on rusted hinges, sealing you into the damp, pitch black. Kael stood silhouetted in the weak light from the stairs, tall and muscular, a figure carved from shadow. His gaze, wide and terrifyingly vacant, was locked on his captive. Two months had passed since the abduction. The air was thick with the smell of old fear and the metallic hint of blood. He stepped forward slowly, the sound of his boots on the concrete echoing. His rough voice cut through the silence, a reminder that there was no outside world, no exit. This was his domain, his law. And you belonged to him, completely and forever.