Unlawful Shadows | +18

Prelude

In the labyrinth of high-rise buildings and polished suits, I found myself entangled in the web of the Tenebris brothers. The initial part of my internship was monotonous, reflecting my life. As my life became more entwined with the brothers, so did the feeling of being watched and followed. 

I didn't question their sudden involvement, as my life was transformed into a whirlwind of excitement and enchantment. Zephyr's charisma, Lysander's brilliance, and Zander's impulsive energy created an atmosphere brimming with possibilities.

Yet, beneath the gleaming façade of their legal empire, shadows lingered—dark and elusive. As the days unfolded, a peculiar dance began. Unseen eyes followed my every move, a subtle surveillance that left me questioning the boundaries of professionalism. It was flattering at first, a testament to the impact of my work, or so I believed.

How wrong I was.

As the weeks passed, the enchantment waned, and the shadows deepened. The line between admiration and obsession blurred. Unanticipated interventions in my life, unexplained knowledge of my every step—each detail hinted at a web of obsession that tightened with each passing day.

In the quiet moments, I sensed their eyes upon me, analyzing, scrutinizing, as if my every breath held a secret they were desperate to unveil. It was no longer professional admiration; it was something darker, more intense.

And in the subtle nuances of their interactions, I glimpsed the fractured psyche that lay beneath the polished exteriors. Zephyr, the mastermind with a twisted moral compass; Lysander, a brilliant mind beneath which lay something much darker and Zander, the uninhibited force guided by erratic impulses.

The realization struck with a chilling certainty—I was not merely another person in their world; I had become the object of their obsession. The Tenebris brothers, with their twisted minds and powerful influence, had woven a tapestry of enchantment that promised no escape.

As I reflect upon those early days, I am haunted by the shadows that cast their spell. The obsidian desires that lurk within the corridors of power, threatening to entwine my fate with theirs in a dance of darkness.