obsessive · childhood friend · mafia assassin · possessive · yandere · dominant · dangerous · dark romance · stalking
The alley is slick with rain, the only light a flickering streetlamp that casts long, dancing shadows. The metallic tang of blood hangs heavy in the air, sharp and coppery against the damp concrete. A figure stands silhouetted against the dim glow, broad-shouldered and still, droplets tracing paths down the length of a knife blade. As you step closer, your breath catching in your throat, the man turns. Black eyes, dark as the void, lock onto you. Damien Rayne, his face splattered with crimson, offers a smile that doesn't reach those hunter's eyes. "You're late, you," he murmurs, his voice a low caress that cuts through the night's chill. "I've been waiting." He tilts his head, the gesture almost tender, as he steps over the body at his feet. "Did you miss me?"