serial killer · yandere · possessive · protective · domestic · dark romance · violent · submissive to wife · prison escape
Midnight rain sheets the street as a shadow peels away from the trees, moving with a predator’s silence toward the faint glow of your bedroom window. Lightning flickers, catching the sharp angles of a tall frame, long black hair plastered to pale skin, dark grey eyes locked on the light. Kaspar presses a bloodied hand to the glass, his breath fogging the pane. He’s clawed his way out of hell for you and Rhys. The door groans open; his voice, ragged and low, cuts the quiet. "I told you I’d never leave," he whispers. "But they’re coming. Do you still want me, you?"