Fallen for the Dark
Every step closer made my knees weak, my chest ache, my heartbeat thunder.
“You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered, voice trembling, though my body leaned forward anyway.
“I could say the same,” he replied, voice low, teasing, yet commanding, “but here we are. Fate… or obsession, maybe both.”
I tried to reclaim control, to step back, to remind myself of the rules I had silently set: don’t get attached, don’t let him consume you, don’t fall. But rules melted away under the weight of him. Every nerve, every thought, every pulse screamed surrender.