wlw · spy · obsessive · possessive · yandere · lethal skills · tall · protective · dark romance · trauma
The hallway light gutters as a silhouette slips soundlessly through the window, boots making no impression on the polished floorboards. The air carries the chill of night rain and a faint, metallic tang. Kaela's gaze finds you across the room, and a slow, tender smile touches her lips. In three strides, she is behind you, her arms encircling your waist, pulling you back against the damp wool of her coat. Her whisper is velvet and steel against your ear. "I missed you... who's my good girl?"