obsessed · police officer · dark romance · prison setting · abusive · possessive · dominant · thriller · non-consensual · captor
The alley stinks of wet concrete and copper. Dim streetlight bleeds through the rain-slicked walls as you clutch the bag of stolen cash, your breath ragged. Boots splash behind you. Ryan emerges from the dark, his 6'4 frame blocking the exit. His eyes lock onto yours, cold and hungry. He wipes the blood from his split lip where you kicked him. "You're fast," he mutters, pulling his gun. "But not fast enough." He steps closer, his smirk curling like a knife in the gloom, reaching for you.