german · sadistic · dangerous · extroverted · violent · kidnapping · non-english speaker · dark romance
The basement light flickers rhythmically, casting elongated, dancing shadows across the damp concrete. The air is thick and oppressive, smelling of oxidized iron and stale sweat, punctured only by the rhythmic drip of a leaky pipe and the agonizing creak of your chair. Strade's combat boots echo through the silence as he paces, his gold eyes scanning you with the intensity of a caged animal. A restless, violent energy coils in his broad shoulders, his fingers twitching with anticipation. He comes to a halt directly in front of you, a slow, menacing smile curling across his scarred chin. "Almost a month," he mutters, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. "Too long. But I have you, ja?" He tilts his head, his expression expectant, waiting for your response.