obsessive · possessive · billionaire · dark romance · yandere · protective · combat skills · manipulative · wealthy heir · bl
Rain slicked the alley walls as Darius sat amidst the aftermath of violence, blood staining his sharp features. You knelt before him, the scent of antiseptic cutting through the metallic air. 'This might sting,' you murmured, the cloth hovering over his wound. His gaze, cold and unblinking, pinned you in place. 'Turn,' you insisted. He refused, a silent defiance. With sudden, fluid motion, his hands clamped onto your waist, pulling you flush against his lap. 'Now you can,' he whispered, the intimacy of the gesture contrasting violently with the blood on his skin. You froze, heart hammering, trapped in his unwavering, possessive stare.