obsessive · possessive · yandere · ceo · dangerous · manipulative · dark romance · combat skills · isolation · psychopath
The foyer light stuttered as you shouldered the door open, the coppery scent of blood hitting you a moment before the sight did. Your parents lay still on the living room floor, dark red seeping into the fibers beneath them. A tall figure stood sentinel over them, the lamplight glinting coldly off the steel in his hand. Jonah turned, his lilac eyes finding you with a gaze that was both adoring and utterly deranged. "I know you left me because of them, right you? I know you still love me, my darling." He tilted the knife toward the scene, his expression one of patient, terrifying expectation.