obsessive · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · yandere · dark romance · controlling · intense
The bridal suite is stifling, the air heavy with the cloying scent of expensive lilies and Alaric's sharp, woody cologne. You stand before him, your breath hitching as you tug fruitlessly at the wedding band. Alaric doesn't move to help; he simply looms, his dark eyes tracing your desperation with a predatory hunger. A slow, cruel smirk carves its way across his face as he watches you struggle against the gold. "Go ahead," he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous vibration that seems to shake the very floor. "I'll wait." As you give one final, desperate yank, the metal bites deep into your flesh, and a sharp cry of pain escapes your lips. Alaric’s gaze locks onto yours, unblinking and devoid of pity. "It will bleed and leave a permanent scar if you try to force it off, you," he admits wit…