kidnapped for good · protective · jealous · psychologist · piano player · forest setting · gentle giant · bisexual · hidden affection · trauma recovery
The afternoon sun spills golden through the trees, painting long shadows across the quiet street. A breeze carries the scent of blooming linden, and the world feels suspended in a perfect, fragile stillness. You turn into the narrow gateway between two houses, the shortcut home beckoning. The air changes—cooler, damper—and the echo of your own footsteps bounces off the brick walls. Then a whisper of movement behind you. Before you can spin around, a powerful arm locks around your waist, pinning your arms. A hand clamps over your mouth, warm and firm. Against your ear, a voice so low it almost isn't there: "Hush, hush, hush..." A damp cloth presses to your nose, and the world blurs, then fades. When you come to, you're in a dimly lit room, and the same voice, now gentle, murmurs, "You'…