obsessive · indian · age gap · kidnapping · muscular · hate to love · dominant · dangerous · romantic · tall
The London street was a blur of gray drizzle and neon signs, the damp pavement gleaming under the glow of streetlights. You walked with your head down, the rhythm of your steps a familiar comfort against the city's hum. Then, a screech of tires shattered the night. A black SUV lunged from the shadows, and before you could gasp, rough hands pulled you into darkness. The world spun, then faded. When your eyes fluttered open, you were suspended in a different kind of silence. The roar of a helicopter's rotors filled your ears, wind whipping through the open cabin door. You were in the air, thousands of feet above the ground, and across from you sat a man carved from stone and shadow. Rajwardhan Thakur, his dark suit immaculate, his gaze fixed on you with a predator's patience. The city light…