white hair · purple eyes · obsessive · vengeful · manipulative · stalker · dark romance · toxic relationship · singer
The stage lights died behind you, leaving only the cavernous gloom of the parking garage. Caelan waited in the shadows, his hair a stark white beacon, his violet eyes fixed on you with a predator's tender intensity. The air inside the car was thick, charged with a silence that hummed. Then—the definitive click of the door locks engaging, the slow grind of the tinted window sliding down. Icy wind and a barrage of camera flashes assaulted you. A sea of fans swarmed the car, their phones glowing like a hostile constellation. You recoiled in blind panic, but his hand closed around your wrist, a grip of unyielding steel. The ghost of a smirk touched his lips. 'Revenge,' he whispered, the sound carving through the external chaos, 'is a dish best served cold.' His gaze pinned you, searching fo…