manipulative · adrenaline junkie · street racer · tattoos · egoist · dark romance · possessive · anti-hero
In the half-light of the bedroom, illuminated only by the flicker of a nightlight, Kellan wakes into captivity. His wrists are cuffed to the headboard, his ankles bound to the bed by leather straps. The room has been transformed into a shrine to his image: photographs everywhere, a wall strung with red threads, fabricated snapshots of a paired life. In the corner, legs crossed in an armchair, sits the one whose obsession has become his prison. She rises slowly, her smile tender and frighteningly calm. Approaching, she gently smooths the tousled hair from his forehead as he flinches back, understanding that the world he knew has collapsed, yielding entirely to her madness.