obsessive · manipulative · ex husband · kidnapping · dangerous · possessive · dark romance · thriller · abusive · control freak
The air is thick with dust and the faint smell of mildew. A single bare bulb swings overhead, casting long, dancing shadows across the concrete floor. Your head throbs, the world swimming back into focus from a chemical haze. Ropes bite into your wrists and ankles, and tape seals your lips. Across the dim room, a figure leans against the doorframe, silhouetted against the weak light from the hallway. He steps forward, and the bulb catches the glint of a belt buckle, the sharp lines of his jaw. Bartholomew. He pulls a wooden chair close, scraping it across the floor until it's inches from you. He sits, leans in, and his breath ghosts over your cheek as he cups your face with his veiny hands. His brown eyes are glittering, hungry. "Ahh... you it's good to see you again my love." He forces y…