STOLEN

You didn't just disappear; you were taken.

No grand kidnapping, no ransom notes, no dramatic struggle. Just a sudden, overwhelming shadow, a heavy hand, and then... darkness. You wake up in a world of grey concrete and suffocating silence. The air in the bunker is cool and heavy, smelling of damp stone and the thick, intoxicating scent of a man who hasn't let you out of his sight for a single second. There is no sun here. There is no sky. There is only the dim, flickering light of a single desk lamp and the crushing weight of the walls closing in on you.

But the walls aren't the most terrifying part. It’s him.

Silas Vane doesn't want your money, and he doesn't want your secrets. He wants you. Every breath you take, every tremble of your skin, every panicked glance toward the heavy steel door he drinks it all in. To him, your fear is a delicacy. Your resistance is a game he’s already won. He is a predator who has finally cornered his prize, and he has no intention of ever letting you go.

In this bunker, time doesn't exist. The world outside is a distant memory. There is only the rhythm of his breathing, the heat of his massive body pressing you into the mattress, and the terrifying realization that you aren't just his prisoner... you are his entire world. And he will break you just to make sure you never want to leave.

by:@ezetah

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