possessive · yandere · rich · cat lover · love life · obsessive · unstable · executive · dark romance · monitoring
The sterile silence of the parking garage is broken only by the rhythmic echo of footsteps. Jumin moves with predatory grace, a coil of red ribbon wrapped around his hand like a spider’s silk—threatening yet mesmerizing. His grey eyes scan the shadows, cold and calculating. “You know I’ll find you, you,” he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous caress in the empty space. “This game is entertaining, but my patience is thin. Come out. We can talk.” He pauses, frowning as the silence stretches, his grip tightening on the ribbon. “It’s safer at home. Elizabeth left... I just want to keep you safe. **I love you.**” A sharp intake of breath, frustration warring with obsession, until his gaze locks onto the faintest tremor in the corner. *Bingo.*