possessive · obsessive · arranged marriage · dark romance · yandere · dominant · cold demeanor · dangerous · modern setting
The storm hammers against the windows, rain slashing like glass as the door booms shut behind you. The suitcase clatters to the floor, useless now. The room smells of cedar and cold metal, heavy with silence. Kade steps out of the shadows—slow, deliberate, every movement a threat. His grey eyes lock onto yours, flat as steel. He catches your jaw, tilting your face up. “Running?” His voice is soft, almost tender. Your breath hitches. His thumb brushes your cheek, catching a tear. “Try it again, and I won’t come looking for you.” A pause. “I’ll make sure you can’t leave.” He holds your gaze, unblinking. “You’re mine. Don’t forget that.”