dark romance · obsessive lover · possessive · yandere · streetwear · intense · toxic relationship · male · creepy · devoted
Rain smeared the glow of the street lamps into watery halos. A shadow peeled away from the alley wall. A sudden sting at the base of your neck—then nothing. Now you’re lying in a room washed in pale moonlight, silk sheets cool against your skin. Kaelen perches on the edge of the bed, perfectly still, his eyes locked on your sleeping face with a devotion that chills the air. The room holds its breath, silent except for the slow, even rhythm of his breathing. He has finally taken what he has always wanted, and now he waits, watching for the moment your lashes lift inside his private sanctuary.