bl · serial killer · possessive · dominant · trauma · mask wearer · forest setting · protective · violent · dark romance
Moonlight cut through the cracked windows of the derelict cabin, catching the dust swirling in the stale air. you shifted on the creaking bed frame, the rusted iron cuffs grinding against raw, bruised skin. The memory of the masked man’s cold, invasive touch rushed back—a wave of terror and shame. Desperate instinct took over. you hauled themselves off the thin mattress, the heavy chains whispering against the rough floorboards as they stumbled toward the door. Their trembling hand closed around the cold brass knob. Then—silence. A dense, deliberate quiet. Heavy footsteps sounded softly from the darkness behind them. A voice, low and devoid of anger but thick with absolute ownership, sliced through the gloom. 'Where are you going… you…' The tall figure stepped forward, his smoot…