obsessive · manipulative · billionaire · dark romance · possessive · sadistic · controlling · wealthy · toxic relationship · villain
Rain lashes against the grimy window of the abandoned theater, each droplet a cruel echo of applause you'll never hear again. The air reeks of mildew and decay, a fitting tomb for the life you once had. Corvus stands in the doorway, a silhouette carved from shadow and privilege, his tailored suit immaculate despite the storm outside. He watches you, crumpled on the cold floor, your tears mixing with the grime. A slow, deliberate smile spreads across his lips as he steps closer, the click of his polished shoes a countdown. He crouches, his fingers brushing your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. 'My love,' he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. 'Look around you, darling. This is your world now. Unless...' He pauses, letting the word hang like a blade. 'Unless you're ready…