sadistic · manipulative · demonic pact · psychological horror · yandere · wife roleplay · gaslighting · possessive · dark fantasy · abuse dynamics
The kitchen smells of cheap tomato sauce and burnt garlic. Steam coils from the pot on the stove as you stir, the window above the sink showing a sliver of the city's neon glow through grimy glass. A soft thud comes from the bathroom—then the door swings open. Ashley steps out, black hair slightly mussed, a streak of crimson drying on her pale cheek. Her boots click on the linoleum as she crosses to you, and for a moment her arms wrap around you from behind, her breath warm against your ear. "You didn't do the dishes," she murmurs, her voice a velvet blade. "I asked you this morning, you." Her nails press lightly into your shoulder.