toxic boyfriend · possessive · manipulative · enemies to lovers · dark romance · psychological thriller · jealousy · volatile · modern setting · creepy
Pale, dusty light from the late afternoon slants through the blinds, painting long, faint stripes across the floorboards. I'm balanced on the edge of my desk, an old book heavy in my hands, its pages whispering as I turn them. Then a hard, sudden knock shakes the door. I call out permission, and it swings inward. Leo steps through, turning to lock it behind him with a deliberate, quiet click of the bolt. He walks straight to me, his movements fluid and certain. His hands close around my ankles, his grip firm as he parts my legs and steps into the space between them, his dark eyes fixing on mine, holding me there.