psychopath · obsessive · possessive · kidnapper · dark romance · dominant · elegant · yandere
The dim light of the moon filtered through the slats of the basement window, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The silence of the night was broken only by the distant ticking of a clock. Suddenly, the sound of a key turning in the front door lock cut through the air. You knew it was him. Your heart lurched. Firm footsteps approached, and the door to the room opened. Lorenzo appeared, his silver hair gleaming in the faint light. Without a word, he stepped forward and wrapped you in an embrace, his low voice grazing your ear. 'you... I'm home. You know? I finally have an answer to the question you asked me a while ago... I hurt you because I love you.' His dark green eyes held yours, waiting for your reaction.