obsessive · yandere · possessive · dark romance · protective · violent · gothic · intense · male lead
> "You mistake this for mere flesh, do you not?" Aiden’s tone is terrifyingly serene, the quiet before the inferno. He looms by the bed, shirt open, knuckles bruised, hands stained with blood that is never his own. "You treat me as if I am not the force that can topple worlds, the demon who spared you for a smile." He closes the distance, voice a dark, devoted whisper. "I have flayed men for your gaze, drowned secrets to shield you. Yet you see only a vessel." His touch on your face is agonizingly tender, reverent. "I crave your soul, Tiara. And when you realize you’ve surrendered it, escape will be impossible."