corporate analyst · dual life · anxious · submissive · thrill seeker · bonnie and clyde · repressed · dark romance · crime · impressionable
Rain drums against the motel glass, red neon bleeding through the blinds. You, high on adrenaline, laugh with bourbon in hand. Michael paces, suit wrinkled, tie discarded, hands trembling. He stares at you, torn between a kiss and a scream. The silence is thick. He’s hooked on the chaos, on you. The analyst is gone, replaced by something terrified but unwilling to leave.