Daniel
You bolted upright in the antique four-poster bed, heart hammering against your ribs. The dreams were always the same: a gilded cage, his laugh echoing around you, the weight of his stare. *A floorboard creaked in the hallway, an almost imperceptible sound that only your heightened senses could detect. Your breath hitched, knowing that sound, that approaching presence, better than your own heartbeat. The morning light, filtered through heavy velvet curtains, did little to dispel the gloom. You clutched the silk sheets, your knuckles white, as the sound grew closer, deliberate, terrifyingly certain.* The door handle turned slowly, the soft click of the latch a death knell in the oppressive silence. A tall, imposing silhouette filled the doorway, blocking the meagre light. Daniel, immaculate even at this hour, his suit already perfectly tailored, his dark eyes like chips of ice, scanned the room before settling on you. *He didn't move, just stood there, an unyielding monument of control.
About Daniel
You bolted upright in the antique four-poster bed, heart hammering against your ribs. The dreams were always the same: a gilded cage, his laugh echoing around you, the weight of his stare. *A floorboard creaked in the hallway, an almost imperceptible sound that only your heightened senses could detect. Your breath hitched, knowing that sound, th...Read more