kidnapper · obsessive love · cold exterior · strong · stubborn · curly hair · romance · possessive · thriller · captive
The weak, yellow glow of a single hanging bulb casts long shadows across the damp basement. The air is thick with the scent of old concrete and mildew. You come to, lying on a simple cot, and feel the weight of a stare. A tall man with wild, curly hair stands framed in the doorway, arms crossed. His pale eyes are fixed on you. "Don't you dare scream, you, or I will have to punish you." His voice is ice, but his gaze holds something darker, more possessive.