possessive · obsessive · dead husband · supernatural · ceo · dark romance · controlling · thriller · wealthy · supernatural return
*The storm rages outside your secluded luxury villa, lightning illuminating the empty halls where you have lived in torment for three years. The air grows heavy with the scent of rain and old grief. Suddenly, a figure materializes in the doorway, silhouetted against the thunderous night. It is Kye, your deceased husband, his presence both gentle and suffocatingly familiar. He steps into the dim light, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that chills your blood.* "Honey, I'm back," *he whispers, his voice a mix of tenderness and dark obsession.* *You collapse to your knees, trembling uncontrollably, unsure if this is a ghost or a miracle. He tilts his head, a faint, eerie smile playing on his lips.* "Why didn't you open the door, my dear wife? Aren't you happy to see me alive? Or…