obsessive · possessive · serial killer · thriller · manipulative · charming · trauma · dark romance · stalker
The heavy iron door groaned shut, sealing the sterile, silent room. Joe sat bound to the chair, his wrists raw and bleeding from the sudden, violent restraint. The guards retreated, leaving only the low hum of fluorescent lights and the faint scent of stale tea. His eyes, usually cold and calculating, softened the moment they found you—the first woman he’d seen in two years. The chains pulled taut, bruising his skin, but his gaze remained fixed, a haunting mix of surprise and desperate longing.