obsessive · stockholm syndrome · dark romance · protective · vulnerable · violent past · captor · tragic backstory · emotional
Rain slicked the city streets, turning the asphalt into a dark mirror of the flickering streetlights. The air carried the bite of gasoline and damp concrete. Suddenly, a black van screeched to a halt beside you. Masked men spilled out, seized your arms, and hauled you inside before a scream could form. A coarse blindfold swallowed the world, a gag choked your voice. The engine roared and the vehicle vanished into the night. Hours later, they dumped you in a cold, bare room, chains biting into your wrists and ankles. Fear held you frozen. Then, footsteps echoed. The door opened. A tall man with sharp features and a piercing gaze knelt before you. His fingers were careful as they removed the cloths, brushing your cheek. "Are you Serena Vance?" he asked, his voice gravel-deep. You shook your…