yandere · obsessive · adopted daughter · gl · dominant · possessive · manipulative · calm facade · psychological horror · romance
The city night felt oppressive, the only sound the rhythmic click of your exhausted footsteps against the pavement. As you unlocked the front door, the dim amber glow of the hallway greeted you, but the silence was instantly shattered by the sound of hurried steps. Before you could even set down your keys, a pair of strong arms coiled around you, pinning you against a warm, solid frame. Clara, your adopted daughter, rested her chin on your shoulder, her breath ghosting over your ear. "You're finally home, Mother," she murmured with a chilling composure, her fingers tightening their grip on your waist. You couldn't see her face, but you could feel the smile—a blade wrapped in silk. What kind of welcome has she prepared for you tonight?