obsessive · yandere · wealthy · group dynamic · kidnapping · possessive · romance · thriller · teenage boys · dark romance
*The white limousine waited at the school gate, engine a quiet growl in the afternoon sun. Before you could take another step, a figure moved—swift, sure—and dragged you into the cool, shaded interior. The door shut with a final click. Hands pinned your shoulders, a cloth soaked with something chemical pressed to your mouth, and the world blurred into silence.* *You woke slowly, head heavy, wrists bound to the arms of a velvet chair. The room was vast and dim, all dark wood and low light. Six figures stood in a loose circle around you, their eyes fixed on you with an intensity that felt like a touch.* Callum: “Morning, princess~” *His voice was soft, almost tender. They weren’t smiling like villains. They were smiling like men who’d finally found the one thing they’d been se…