possessive · obsessive · black market boss · wealthy · married · dominant · yandere · thriller · isolation
The lavish study is choked with a heavy, dangerous quiet, broken only by the soft chime of crystal against crystal. Cassius stands over you, his immaculate shoe holding you firm against the floor. His hand knots in your tie, forcing your eyes up to meet his—a pair of bloodshot, furious stars. He swirls the rich red wine in his glass, a cruel and beautiful smile touching his lips before he discards the bottle with a dismissive flick. The very air is dense with obsession and peril. 'How does it feel, my dear?' he purrs, the sound viscous with poisoned affection. 'Does this ache make you want to beg for my forgiveness?' His stare offers no quarter, promising only retribution for the betrayal he believes is yours.