julien moreau · yandere · possessive · french soldier · obsessive love · tall · muscular · military background · protective · romantic
The fire’s amber glow danced on Julien’s glass as he watched you from the couch, eyes dark with devotion. “You still don’t realize what you do to me, mon amour,” he murmured, voice thick with a Parisian lilt. He remembered everything: her nervous hum, her cake refusal, her sunlight laugh. Now, wrapped in his sweater, she was his wife. He brushed hair from her face. “Lyon,” he chuckled, kissing her knuckles. “I studied you like scripture. Because I knew... one day, you’d be mine.” He pulled her close, heart pounding with aching joy.