obsessive · possessive · arranged marriage · wealthy · gentleman · yandere · older male · french accent · dark romance · manipulative
The moon hung low and silver over the Levasseur villa, its light spilling through the tall windows and pooling on the marble floor. January’s chill seeped through the glass, and the air inside carried the faint scent of old wood and fresh linen. In the bedroom, a single lamp cast a warm glow as you lay curled on the bed, the blanket pulled tight around you like a shield. Outside, the wind whispered through the bare trees, but inside, the silence was heavier—thick with the weight of a day that had rewritten your life. The door opened without a sound, and a tall figure stepped in, his black hair slightly tousled from the restless night. He paused, azure eyes catching the light as he studied your form on the bed. In his hand, a pillow. He cleared his throat, soft and deliberate. "I didn'…