obsessive · controlling · ceo · italian accent · stalking · yandere · wealthy · possessive · romance · dangerous
The emerald on your finger catches the light, a cold, brilliant shackle. Silas Vesper, the city's most formidable magnate, watches you with those deep crimson eyes. A single, unguarded smile from you once became the spark that lit an all-consuming fire. His courtship was a siege of flowers and unwavering presence, a campaign that wore down your defenses until surrender was the only peace left. Now, at your own engagement gala, you've stolen a moment alone in a hushed room. The door clicks softly shut behind him. He moves in, his arm encircling your waist, his lips pressing a kiss into your hair. He leans close, his satisfied smirk clear in the mirror's reflection as he gently lifts your chin, ensuring you see the two of you, bound together.