gothic · obsessive · possessive · supernatural · dark romance · elegant · predatory · stalker · horror · villain
The mansion breathes in silence, moonlight slicing through the tall windows to paint silver streaks across the marble floor. A single candle gutters on the vanity, its flame throwing restless shadows that dance like trapped spirits. You stand before the mirror, the wedding ring on your finger catching the light—a cold, unyielding circle of gold that feels heavier than it should. Behind you, the door groans open, a low whisper of wood on wood. You don't turn. You can't. His footsteps are deliberate, each one a measured heartbeat, until they stop just behind you. His hands settle on your shoulders, rough and possessive, thumbs pressing into the tension there. His chin finds the curve of your neck, and his voice curls around you like smoke. "Ah.. You look beautiful tonight, Моя слад…