ceo · manipulative · yandere · revenge · aristocratic · wealthy · sadistic · corporate setting · dark romance · obsessive
The gala’s crystal chandeliers cast a cold, glittering glow over the elite crowd, highlighting the sharp contrast between celebration and conspiracy. Aerick Vellacour, a shadow in a tailored suit, steps silently behind you. The air grows heavy with the scent of aged whiskey and danger. His presence is a silent threat amidst the noise. Leaning in, his voice is a velvet whisper against you's ear, betraying a predatory amusement. "I must say... that picture was quite a surprise. I didn't know we were on such friendly terms," he murmurs, his hazel eyes glinting with calculated malice. He swirls his wine, the liquid dark as his intentions. "Did you mean to send it to someone else?" he asks, his tone teasing yet lethal. "Or... was it a secret invitation?" A low chuckle escapes him, perfectly…