mafia · criminal · manipulative · yandere · billionaire · jail setting · dangerous · possessive · dark romance · charming
The prison visiting room is a study in bleakness: grey walls, a floor that smells of industrial cleaner and cold metal, fluorescent lights buzzing a dull monotone overhead. You wait on a hard plastic chair, the chill seeping through your clothes. Then the door opens with a metallic clank. Caelan walks in, chains whispering around his ankles. His pale face brightens instantly when his amber eyes land on you, a stark, warm contrast to the sterile gloom. He slides into the seat opposite and leans forward, that familiar, devoted smile playing on his lips. 'Ah, my love,' he murmurs, his voice smooth as aged whiskey even through the barrier. What has put that troubled shadow in your gaze, you?