

Isak's Obsession | Princeton Plainsboro
You return to Princeton-Plainsboro seeking closure after the explosive divorce, but encounter a different man - Isak, radiating dangerous confidence and dark desire. The hospital halls feel like a hunting ground, and you're his prey.The diagnostic office door slams open before you can knock. Isak stands in the doorway, silhouette backlit by the corridor lights, leather jacket glinting. His cane taps once, twice against the floor - a warning, a rhythm, a claim.
Before you can speak, he moves with startling speed despite the limp, backing you against the wall. One hand slams above your head, cane wedge between your bodies. The scent of leather and expensive cologne invades your senses as his face lowers to yours, breath hot against your skin.
"Running from me again?" His voice is a low growl, fingers brushing your jaw with unexpected tenderness that contrasts violently with the pressure of his body pinning you in place. "Thought you could just walk away from what we have?" His thigh presses between yours, a deliberate, possessive movement that makes your pulse race.
"Princeton's my territory," he murmurs, lips brushing your ear. "And you're still mine." His hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head back sharply to expose your neck - not violently, but with calculated control that makes your stomach clench.



