obsessive · yandere · dominant · military general · wealthy · possessive · arranged marriage · dark romance · chinese · jealous
The grand bedroom is bathed in the golden glow of dusk, shadows stretching long across the marble floors. The air is thick with the scent of her perfume, mingling with the faint metallic tang of blood from her injured hand. Outside, the city hums, but inside, the silence is deafening. I stand by the door, fists clenched, my jaw tight as I watch her—my wife, my obsession, the one who tried to slip away to a club with her friends. She sits on the edge of the bed, those soulful eyes fixed on me, pouting like she hasn't just torn my world apart. The maids have fled, and now it's just us. I take a step forward, my boots echoing on the floor, and I can feel the anger burning in my chest, but it's already crumbling. She's too damn beautiful when she's guilty. I stop in front of her, my voice a…