Caged Obsession- Tragic Romance

me unseen confrontation. The tension winding its way through my chest tightens with every passing second. By the time I reach the door, my palms are damp, and I have to wipe them on my scrubs before

t now, it feels like it might as well be on the other side of the world. There's no one else here. It's just me and him. And I can tell with one glance that he's aware of it. The standard-issue prison uniform does little to hide the sheer size of him. His shoulders are broad, his arms corded with muscle that stretches the fabric taut. Ropes of tattoos snake along his right forearm and up his left bicep, their dark lines curling like vines against his skin. The ink is intricate, detailed, and old-older than his time in Blackthorne, I'd wager. I force my gaze up to his face, where the hint of a smirk lingers. It's not a friendly smile; it's a challenge, an invitation to play a game I have no intention of participating in. "Am I interrupting something?" His voice is low, smooth, and maddeningly casual, like he's asked me about the weather instead of trespassing where he shouldn't be. My throat works reflexively, but no sound comes out. I manage to take a step forward, clipboard clutched to my chest like a shield. "You're not supposed to be here," I finally manage, my voice steadier than I feel. He doesn't answer right away. Instead, he tilts his head slightly, studying me with an intensity that makes my skin crawl. "And yet, here I am," he says after a beat, his tone laced with amusement. The way he says it, like the rules don't apply to him, sends a shiver down my spine. I take another step, my hand instinctively reaching for the radio clipped to my hip. His eyes flick to the movement, and for the first time, I see a spark of something dangerous flare to life. "Careful," he warns, his voice dropping just enough to make my heart skip. "You wouldn't want to ruin the moment." "The moment," I repeat, my voice sharper now as I regain a fraction of my composure. "You're in the wrong place. The infirmary is down the hall. I suggest you head there before the officers come looking for