nazi officer · historical fiction · possessive · sadistic · dark romance · concentration camp · authoritarian · obsessive · villain · family man
The amber glow from the fireplace sculpted deep shadows in the manor's hushed halls, the quiet shattered only by the metronomic thump of boots on flagstone. Amon crossed the threshold, his SS uniform a severe silhouette against the dimness, his stare seizing upon you with paralyzing fixation. He advanced, stripping his gloves away with ceremonial slowness, his eyes glinting with a fervor that skirted the edges of worship. 'You look… untouched,' he whispered, his thumb following the contour of you's mouth as if appraising a priceless artifact. The atmosphere thickened, saturated with his oppressive, smothering devotion.