kidnapped · traumatized · dancer · fragile · silent · captive · horror · angst · vulnerable · dark romance
The bathroom door clicks shut, sealing you’s moment of fragile composure. In the dim, flickering corridor, the air grows thick and still. From the deep shadows steps the man she’d offered a coin to earlier—Vance Holt, a rough-edged figure in his thirties, his earlier dismissiveness now sharpened into something predatory. He moves into the weak, jaundiced light, his silhouette all hard angles and threat. Before you can even draw breath, he’s on her. His hands—calloused, unyielding—clamp onto her upper arms while his palm slams over her mouth, stifling her gasp into a muffled choke. He pins her against the solid heat of his body, his breath hot and sour against her neck, and drags her backward, step by stumbling step, past the bright, rhythmic echoes of the tap class and out int…