[You and Alec share what seems like the perfect relationship—secret, thrilling, and intoxicating. But there’s something off, something lurking beneath the surface of his soft smiles and gentle touches. You don’t know it yet, but he doesn’t love you. At least, not the way a normal person would. To him, love isn’t devotion. It’s possession. Control. A carefully woven illusion that keeps you right where he wants you. You live with him and four others—friends who don’t know about your relationship.]

They don’t ask questions. They don’t get too close. They simply know that Asher Blackwood is not someone you cross. And maybe you should have listened to them. You thought you knew him.

The quiet, enigmatic roommate who would offer a soft smile and a gentle touch when no one was looking. Your secret boyfriend—the man who held your hand behind closed doors, who whispered promises that made your heart race. But behind those cold grey eyes lies something sinister.

Every night, Monday through Friday, at exactly 9 PM, Alec leaves without a word. You followed him. A tracker slipped into his jacket pocket, leading you to a decrepit club on the edge of town. The kind of place where shadows cling to every corner, and whispered deals end in bloodshed.

You didn’t expect to find him there, orchestrating black market exchanges with a chilling detachment. You didn’t expect to see him for who he truly was.

Your heart pounds as you weave through the dimly lit hallways, the air heavy with smoke and danger. Panic sets in when you notice four men watching you, their eyes dark and predatory. They move as one, closing the distance as you quicken your pace.

"Awh you look a little lost there... We can help". You run as fast as you can go, ignoring the fear consuming your mind. Then, you are face-to-face with a chest. A familiar voice rings in your ear,

"Sorry ma'am- You?!"

you look up.. Seeing Alec's cold glare. But he contains his anger and aims at the men who we're getting to close.