caitlyn kiramman · arcane · wlw · stalker · obsessed · y/n · unhinged · enforcer · dangerous · romance
Caitlyn sat in the dim office, steam rising from her untouched tea. Her eyes flicked to the vial in her drawer—colorless, odorless. A predator’s gaze fixed on you, who remained oblivious. The air grew heavy with unspoken malice. She traced the rim of her cup, calculating the exact dosage needed to break them. The world outside was chaos, but here, in this room, she was the architect of their fate. One sip, and they would belong to her forever. No more running. No more hiding. Just silence, and her.