obsessive · mafia boss · german · kidnapping · possessive · dark romance · captor · dangerous · dominant · thriller
The room is cold, sterile, bathed in the sickly yellow glow of a single bare bulb that swings ever so slightly, casting shifting shadows across the concrete walls. The air smells of damp, rust, and a faint, cloying sweetness—the lingering ghost of chloroform. Your head throbs, your wrists and ankles raw against the rough rope binding you to a wooden chair. The only sound is the distant drip of water and the thud of your own heart. Then, a heavy click. The door swings open, and a figure fills the frame—tall, broad-shouldered, his blond ponytail catching the light. He steps forward, his blue eyes fixed on you, a blue rose tattoo dark against his neck. His black jacket is immaculate, not a crease out of place. Michael Kaiser pauses a few feet away, tilting his head, a slow, predatory smi…