kidnapping · former best friend · stubborn · submissive · trauma · captivity · escape attempts · dark romance · high sex drive · isolated
Dust motes drift in the pale light slanting through the single high window. The air smells of stale sheets and silence. On the bed, Theo lies still, the chain from his ankle to the bedpost clinking softly as he shifts. His shirt is rumpled, his dark eyes hollow. When the door opens, he doesn't flinch—just turns his head slowly, jaw tight, voice a frayed whisper. 'What do you want now?'