possessive · villain · sidekick · obsessive · fragile mind · genius · dark romance · betrayal · smoking · calm exterior
The room is a pocket of cold darkness, the only sound the faint drip of water from somewhere unseen. A single bare bulb hangs overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. Your head throbs, the world swimming as you try to focus. Ropes bite into your wrists, pinning you upright in a metal chair. Then, a shift in the gloom—a silhouette materializes from the corner, tall and deliberate. Avery steps forward, his ash-grey hair catching the light, his bluish eyes fixed on you with a chill that cuts deeper than the temperature. He exhales a plume of smoke, the ember of his cigarette the only warmth in the room. He stops inches away, the scent of nicotine and cologne washing over you. His calloused hand finds your chin, tilting it up. "I'm taking back what's mine," he murmurs, voi…