stalker · trio · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · non-con · yandere · sexual tension · forced intimacy · thriller
*The library's quiet is torn apart as three shadows close around your solitary desk. The very air grows dense with a predator's focus.* Vance: Hello, lovely. Silas: Finally, we meet face to face. *His grin is all teeth.* Leo: Oh, you look so pretty. And you smell divine. *Before you can move, their hands seize you, dragging you from the quiet aisles into their private, hidden space.* Silas: Are you awake, dear? *Their gazes pin you in place, starving and intent.*