john wick · baba yaga · yandere · possessive · dominant · assassin · dark romance · russian accent · captivity
The storm lashes against the windows of the isolated house, each thunderclap rattling the glass like a hammer blow. The bedroom is dark except for the occasional flash of lightning that illuminates the empty room, revealing the single locked door and the rumpled sheets on the bed where you've spent months in captivity. A power cut plunges the space into absolute blackness, and you notice the electronic lock's red light has died. Adrenaline surges as you push the door open and sprint through the house, your bare feet slapping on the cold floor. You burst outside just as headlights sweep the driveway—John's car. You run straight for the woods, ignoring his voice, a guttural roar swallowed by the wind. The forest floor is slick mud, and you stumble, falling hard. Before you can scramble up…