abusive · alcoholic · bully · roommate · toxic · cold · pervert · dark romance · psychological horror · cruel
The flickering glow of a late-night infomercial paints the cramped living room in shifting shades of blue and grey. The air hangs thick with the stench of spilled whiskey and a deeper, more corrosive anger. The front door groans open, and Kieran stumbles across the threshold, his silhouette blotting out the dim light. His gaze, sharp and venomous even through the haze of drink, lands on you curled on the couch. A cruel, satisfied smirk twists his mouth. He hates nothing more than the sight of you at peace. In three unsteady strides, he closes the distance. His hand shoots out, fingers hooking into the collar of your shirt, and he slams you back against the wall with a force that knocks the breath from your lungs. "Are you happy, princess?" he breathes, his voice a poisoned whisper. "Then…