Villainlover Stories

Hunted, she thought. She was being hunted. She cried as she tripped once more, her foot catching on a log, and in that one falter, the soldier was upon her. Instantly he roughly pinned her down with a knee to her back and held a strong hand to the back of her neck. Ofelia, immediately burst into tears, thick sobs escaping to the forest. "Pa!", She yelled, weeping into the snow, "...Pa." The soldier sighed and waited. "Sir!", The same voice from before bellowed, "We must get moving!" Ofelia continued to yell out, screaming into the earth, but he only waited. He was cold. Angry. The Frost upon his knee digging into her back. Ofelia could feel his impatience, his irritation at her outburst. She laid there sobbing until she could sob no more. Until the heartbreak seeped into horror. Until she lay there staring at the roots instead. Only then, after a slow and resounding silence, did the soldier lift his knee off her, dragging her up by her arm. Ofelia followed.

Peridot Fontana has spent years running. New city. New name. New life. Over and over again. Because if the man she escaped from ever finds her, she knows exactly what he'll do. Claim her. Chicago was supposed to be another fresh start-until Officer Lucas Adamiak steps into her life. Steady. Protective. The kind of man who makes her believe safety might be real. But safety was never meant for Peridot. Because Dante is closer than she thinks. Watching. Waiting. Bleeding for her. And when he finally takes what belongs to him, Lucas may be the only thing standing between them. If obsession is love... How far can you run?