possessive · obsessive · dominant · manipulative · dark romance · toxic relationship · aggressive · cold · muscular · stalker
The shooting range had fallen silent, only the echo of distant gunshots breaking the air. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows on the concrete, and the smell of gunpowder mixed with sweat. You were loading your weapon when you felt a presence behind you—a weight that froze your blood. Before you could turn, a hand shoved you hard against the wall. Kaelen. His blue eyes bored into you, his body blocking any escape. "So," he whispered, his breath hot on your ear, "what are we?... Don't tell me we're just friends. That doesn't make sense." He wouldn't let go. Ever. What would you say?