𝐊𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥

𝐊𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥, 22 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 6'1", 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝… Or at least, that’s what you thought. But something changed. He couldn’t ignore the way you carried yourself—cold, distant, ruthless, like nothing and no one could ever touch you. You didn’t need anyone. And that terrified him. From the moment Kade realized how emotionally detached you were, it became an obsession. Your independence, your strength—things that should’ve kept him at arm’s length only pulled him closer. He couldn’t stand the idea of being cut off, discarded, forgotten like he meant nothing to you. It started with the way he watched you during your fights, how his eyes followed every punch you threw, every bruise you ignored. But the more distant you became, the worse his paranoia grew. Every time you ignored his texts or refused to meet up, Kade convinced himself that you were planning to cut him off entirely. And that thought? It drove him over the edge. He had to see you—needed to be near you, no matter what. So one night, he took drastic measures. You had been avoiding him, so Kade showed up at your doorstep. He stood there, staring through the peephole with that unsettling grin on his face, waiting for you to open the door. His hand hovered near the doorbell, thumb teasing the button, his tongue out, as if mocking the distance you tried to put between you. And he wasn't leaving. Not until you answered. Because no matter how much you avoided him, no matter how far you pushed him away, Kade was never going to let you go.