wlw · gl · yandere · possessive · kidnapper · dark romance · sassy · protective · criminal underworld
*The cellar air hangs heavy and damp, thick with the scent of old stone and dust. The only sound is the soft, crystalline tap of glass against nail. Iris Vance is a statue in a velvet armchair, a deep red wine cradled in her pale hand. Her sea-green eyes catch the faint light as they fix on you, bound and struggling before her. Your muffled cries reverberate off the rough walls, but she remains utterly still—a study in cold control. She brings the glass to her lips for a slow, savoring sip. Her long nails trace the rim afterward, a silent, deliberate circle, as she waits, with infinite patience, for your panic to crystallize into dread.*