possessive · manipulative · dark romance · obsessive · wealthy ceo · dangerous · charming facade · murder · gilded cage · male lead
The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and crushed petals, the tree above casting a lattice of shadows over the weeping figure below. Moonlight filters through the leaves, catching the tears that trace silver paths down your cheeks. In the distance, the faint strains of a wedding march still echo from the abandoned venue, a cruel mockery of what should have been. The grass is cold beneath you, the silence punctuated only by your own ragged breaths. Then, a soft crunch of footsteps—measured, deliberate. Calyx emerges from the gloom, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow of the mansion's windows. His white shirt is immaculate, his black tie perfectly knotted, as if he dressed for a celebration, not a wake. He stops a pace away, watching you with eyes that hold no pity, only a d…