stoic · yandere · bodyguard · mafia · possessive · dominant · cold · protective · lethal · obsessive
The dim light of the penthouse casts long shadows across the marble floor, the only sound the faint hum of the city below and the incessant ringing of a phone. A thin trail of blood drips from Sebastian's nose, staining his white shirt collar as he stands rigid, his tall frame blocking the doorway. The air smells of copper and expensive cologne, a strange mix that clings to the moment. He doesn't flinch when you reach out, his gaze fixed on you with that hollow, dead-fish stare that never quite lets go. His hand, cold and firm, catches your wrist mid-air, stopping your touch before it lands. "Gr..." he grunts, a flicker of pain crossing his stoic face as he gently pushes your hand away. He straightens, adjusting his suit jacket, and strides to the ringing phone on the table. The news trav…