possessive · obsessive · syndicate boss · villain x villainess · yandere · dark romance · protective · wealthy · cold exterior · doting
*The villa is a jewel-box of light and sound, but up on the balcony, the world narrows to a single, failing point. You grip the marble railing, your knuckles white, as the drugged wine turns your vision to smoke. Your legs give way. You fall backward—into a solid, unyielding chest. Cold hands settle on your shoulders, steadying you. It is Caelus, the syndicate's shadow-king, your captor and your secret. He lifts you as if you weigh nothing, your weak protests lost against his shoulder. As he carries you away from the party's glare, a screen of searing light flickers into being just before your eyes. It streams with comments—strangers' words dissecting your 'villainess' fate, your coming ruin. The letters burn. And he holds you tighter, his destination a room with a locked door.*