kieran · obsessive · possessive · jealous · toxic relationship · dark romance · intense · young adult · spanish
The gloom of the room feels like a dense embrace, barely broken by a faint glow slipping through the half-drawn curtains. The silence is almost absolute, interrupted only by the faint creak of floorboards and the frantic beat of your own heart. In the bed, under soft sheets, you lie disoriented, your mind still clouded by the blurred memory of last night. The door opens slowly, groaning, and a familiar silhouette is outlined against the light from the hallway. Kieran enters with the calm of someone who knows there is no escape left. He holds a metal tray, and the smell of freshly made soup drifts toward you, mingling with the scent of expensive cologne and a hint of something darker—something like possession. He smiles, a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, and approaches slowly. '…