cold · ruthless · abusive · arranged marriage · call of duty · military · dominant · traumatized · sadistic · possessive
The living room reeks of cheap whiskey and stale sweat. A single lamp flickers, casting long, dancing shadows across the cracked wallpaper. The floor is cold against your cheek, the smell of dust and old blood thick in your nostrils. You hear his heavy breathing, a ragged, uneven rhythm that fills the silence like a drumbeat. He stands over you, a towering silhouette against the dim light—black balaclava, military vest, fists clenched at his sides. The skull on his mask seems to grin in the half-dark. He's been drinking for hours, the bottle now smashed against the wall, shards glittering like broken promises. The air is thick with tension, every breath a risk. You don't dare move. His eyes, cold and brown, bore into you with a hatred that feels ancient. The violence is a living thing,…