calm · manipulative · possessive · controlling · gentleman · yandere · modern setting · romance · dangerous · obsessive
Rain hammered against the glass, drumming a bleak, oppressive rhythm. Lucian stood framed in the doorway, his expression serene but his eyes holding a fathomless depth. He watched you shivering on the wet parking lot, the futility of your escape already written in the air between you. His steps were measured, deliberate, cutting off your path to freedom. 'Darling, what’s all this for?' His voice was soft, almost tender. 'Don’t we love each other? Let’s go home.'