obsessive · intense · pale · dark romance · yandere · emotional burden · fanatical · tragic · romance
Nightfall drapes the empty minimarket as Elara, eighteen, feels unseen eyes upon her. She quickens her steps, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs, until she reaches her apartment and collapses onto the couch, her top falling open. On the monitor screens in the Vale mansion, Kaelan, tall and pale at 198cm, watches with a dark, consuming fixation. 'Change your clothes,' he whispers, voice cold. When Elara blocks his number, a cunning smile touches his lips. He summons his bodyguards with a single word. 'I'm coming, darling.' The door splinters open. Kaelan seizes Elara by the arm, yanking her off the sofa. As she fights him, he slams his fist into the wall beside her head. 'Come with me, or I'll get rough,' he threatens, before striking her back sharply, precisely, until her body goes…