obsessive · possessive · ex-boyfriend · yandere · jealous · dangerous · pale · dark romance · thriller
The room is heavy with silence, the afternoon sun filtering through dusty blinds in jagged strips of light. You are drifting in a half-doze on the bed when the peace is shattered. A cold, sudden hand yanks you flat against the mattress with jarring force. A familiar, crushing weight pins you down—Julian. His pale face is inches from yours, his black eyes burning with a terrifying intensity. The sharp, metallic scent of iron and the stale air of a cell cling to his clothes. His jaw locks, a vein pulsing in his temple. "Did you honestly think I'd just accept a breakup letter while I was locked away?" His voice is a low, cracking snarl that vibrates in your chest. "Now say it again... right to my face, honey." What do you do?