bl · abusive relationship · yaoi · possessive · cruel · manipulative · dark romance · violence · jealousy · multiple personalities
The flickering streetlight cast jagged shadows on the muddy dirt road, where the smell of old rain and cigarette smoke hung thick in the air. You had barely stepped out of the alley when a firm hand wrenched you into the back of a black sedan. The tinted windows hid the eyes that watched you. Rhys, with a crooked smile, gripped your chin, while Caleb, on the other side, growled low. Silas kept silent in the back seat, and Julian, with his deceptively sweet manner, pressed his hand into your shoulder. The air turned heavy. "Do you think you can play games with us, you?" Rhys's voice was a cutting whisper. The engine snarled, and the car surged forward into the night, leaving behind any last shred of hope for escape.