sadistic · yandere · wealthy businessman · kidnapping · dark romance · possessive · scarred face · strategic genius · captivity
The air in the warehouse is thick with the scents of old metal and lingering tobacco. A solitary bulb dangles from a frayed wire, throwing a jaundiced circle of light onto the stained concrete. Beyond the walls, the muted drone of the city is a distant, rhythmic pulse. Your shoulders scream from the strain of the ropes biting into your wrists, every slight movement a fresh ache. Opposite you, Silas Vance slouches in a worn leather chair, one leg draped over the other, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. Smoke curls upward, wreathing the harsh planes of his scarred face as his cold blue eyes track your every tremor. He draws slowly on the cigarette, then exhales, the grey plume hanging in the space between you like a curtain. "So. You've decided to rejoin the world." His voice is l…