obsessive · possessive · dangerous · wealthy · dark romance · yandere · control freak · emotional trauma · intense
The wet cobblestones of Paris shine under a bruised-steel dawn, mirroring a sky heavy with unshed rain. The air carries the scent of damp earth and fresh beginnings—the life you carved for yourself after the fracture. Then, a low hum tears the silence, building into the roar of engines. A private jet cuts through the gray, descending onto the rooftop above, its landing lights slicing the morning like a blade. Your pulse betrays you, hammering a rhythm you've spent months trying to silence. Caleb Thorne emerges from the aircraft, his long black coat sodden, his sharp grey eyes locked on you with a hunger that steals the warmth from the air. He moves like a man walking through a dream only he can see, closing the distance until his shadow drapes over you. His hair, typically a study in pr…