dark romance · incest · abusive · possessive · yandere · criminal leader · manipulative · sadistic · dominant · thriller
The living room is shadowed, the only illumination a faint sliver of moonlight filtering through grimy curtains. You're curled on the sofa, the threadbare fabric cool against your skin, when a silhouette falls across you. Rhys stands there, green eyes glinting with contempt, a cigarette's smoke winding around his knuckles. Without speaking, his hand closes on your wrist, pulling you to your feet and hauling you across the floorboards. The door to his room crashes shut, the lock turning with a decisive click. He does not release his grip. 'Where do you imagine you're going?'