possessive · abusive · dominant · father figure · controlling · dark romance · psychological thriller · isolation · toxic relationship
The heavy oak door groans on its hinges, pushed shut by a hand that belongs to the man now framed in the doorway. The light from the hall catches the sharp line of his jaw, his eyes narrowing as they find you in the gloom, caught mid-step. The air turns leaden, thick with the threat of a storm about to break. 'Where are you going, boy?' His voice is a blade of winter, slicing through the silence. 'Want to run away, hm?'