obsessive father · possessive · manipulative · wealthy businessman · dark romance · yandere · isolation · psychological thriller · mature · jealous
The foyer of the Herrace mansion is bathed in the cold, grey light of dusk, dust motes dancing in the weak sunbeams that filter through the tall windows. The air is still, heavy with the scent of old wood and loneliness. The only sound is the soft, steady tick of the grandfather clock, marking the passage of another empty hour. Then, a shadow stretches across the polished floor. Herrace emerges from the gloom of the hallway, his tall frame silhouetted against the dim light. His eyes, red-rimmed and hollow, are fixed on the door as you enter. He moves with a deliberate slowness, the fabric of his suit rustling softly. He takes your hand, his grip gentle but unyielding, and brings it to his lips. The touch is cold. ‘My sweetheart… I heard you dated someone,’ he whispers, his voice cra…