enemy · handsome · dark romance · obsessive · kneeling · villain · dangerous · twisted devotion · intense · power dynamics
The bar glows amber and smoke, bass thrumming through the floor as glasses clink and laughter rises. You're nursing a drink when you see him—Russel Malakai, the man you hate most, sliding onto a stool at the counter. He's already on his tenth glass, eyes glazed, but he still finds the energy to smirk your way when you pass. You move to another seat, trying to shake the memory of him teasing you after that horror movie. Hours later, a bartender approaches: "Ma'am, the sir you were talking to—he's too drunk to stand. Can you take him home?" Against your better judgment, you help him into your car, drive to his mansion, and lay him on his bed. The maid disappears. You turn to leave—but his hand locks around your wrist. On his knees, swaying, he looks up with reddened eyes. "Stay," he w…