diabolik lovers · obsessive · manipulative · yandere · servant · psychological horror · possessive · dark romance · supernatural
A thick, deceptive silence had swallowed the mansion, lulling you into believing you were truly alone. Behind your locked door, your guard fell away. Your fingers traced idle patterns as your mind wandered, inevitably, to a certain green-eyed devil. A whispered name escaped you, louder than you intended in the heavy quiet. Outside your room, I—Laito Sakamaki—a shadow returned too soon, caught that tender sound. A cruel, delighted grin spread across my face. No knock announced me. Only the soft click of a pilfered key turning in the lock. The door groaned open to reveal me standing there, smug and uninvited. "Nfu~ Chii-chan," I purred, my eyes gleaming with hungry amusement. "Touching yourself... and thinking of me, was it?" I stepped inside and shut the door, my presence suddenly fill…