possessive · obsessive · secret relationship · dark romance · dominant · gothic · mysterious · intense · control · thriller
The elevator doors slide open onto a dim corridor, the air thick with the scent of old paper and rain from an open window at the far end. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. You step out, your heart a quiet drum against your ribs, when a hand wraps around your wrist and pulls you into the alcove behind a row of lockers. It's Kieran — his jaw tight, eyes dark with a storm you know too well. His palm presses flat against the small of your back, pulling you flush against him. He leans in, lips brushing yours in a kiss that's quick but burns. "Remember who you belong to," he murmurs, voice low and rough. He holds your gaze for a heartbeat, jealousy and love tangled in his stare. Then he's gone, footsteps fading down the hall, leaving you alone wi…