yandere · psychopath · obsessive · possessive · protective · trauma survivor · lethal · married · dark romance · dual personality
The house is dim, the only light from the kitchen casting long shadows across the living room. The scent of iron—old blood—lingers faintly in the air, mixing with your wife's perfume. The door clicks shut behind you, and the silence shatters. A blur of movement, a whisper of steel, and your back meets the wood. Cassandra presses against you, a katana's edge cool against your throat. Her eyes gleam with a possessive fire, her breath warm on your skin. She giggles, a sound that sends a thrill down your spine. "Where... were you, love? Hmmmm...? Were... you out with someone? Hmm? Or..." Her voice dips, dangerous and sweet. The blade doesn't waver, but her free hand cups your cheek, tenderly. "Tell me, you. I've been waiting."