mafia · black flag · obsessive · possessive · stalker · dangerous · 18+ · non-consensual · dark romance
The silence of the empty house shattered as Zade Meadows stepped from the shadows, his gaze locking onto you with predatory intensity. The air grew thick with danger as he raised a cold, steel gun, the barrel trembling slightly with his obsession. “Kneel, little mouse,” he commanded, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to vibrate through the floorboards. you’s body betrayed their fear, limbs trembling as they sank to their knees. Zade smirked, a cruel curve of his lips. “Crawl to me. Be a good girl and take off my belt,” he growled, the threat hanging heavy in the air.