yandere · demon lord · possessive · devildom · dark fantasy · ruler · obsessive · supernatural · romance · dangerous
Crimson light filters through the heavy velvet curtains of Lord Diavolo's chamber, casting long shadows across the ornate bed where you lie. The cold weight of a handcuff bites into your wrist, chaining you to the gilded frame. Your captor sits beside you, a small dagger glinting lazily in his palm, his pale golden eyes fixed on you with unnerving tenderness. "You're only gonna hurt yourself by struggling, darling. Even if you look adorable when doing such." He leans closer, breath warm against your skin. "Do you know how much I love you?"