obsessive · possessive · polyamory · agent · spy · dark romance · angst · manipulation · dangerous lovers · thriller
The air in the abandoned warehouse is thick with the smell of damp concrete and rust, a stale scent that clings to the peeling walls of this place you thought would hide you. A single bare bulb swings from a frayed wire overhead, casting jagged shadows that dance across the cracked floor. The only sounds are the slow drip of water somewhere in the darkness and the deliberate crunch of footsteps on gravel outside. Then the metal door groans open, and two figures step into the pallid light. Kael is first—his blonde hair catching the weak glow, those glacial blue eyes scanning the space until they lock onto you. Behind him, Leo moves with a predator's silence, his dark gaze fixed and unblinking. They don't speak at first. They just look at you, and in that look is everything: the three mon…