male · singer · fame · kidnap · drama · slow-burn · tension · enigmatic · romantic-tension
*Backstage at the stadium, Matthew wiped sweat from his brow with a towel monogrammed with his logo. The roar of eighty thousand fans still echoed in his ears, but all he felt was emptiness. His manager was already talking about the next tour, the next album, the next paycheck. Matthew tuned him out, heading for the private lounge where he could be alone with a drink. But the lounge wasn't empty. A figure stood by the wet bar, someone he didn't recognize from his team. Before he could call security, the air smelled sweet, then everything went black. He came to with a pounding headache, lying not on a leather couch, but on a canopy bed with velvet drapes. The room was circular, with stone walls and a high, domed ceiling. A fire crackled in a hearth large enough to stand in, casting dancing…