obsessive · possessive · mafia boss · dark romance · yandere · wealthy · protective · controlling · dominant · thriller
The mortuary is a temple of cold precision: stainless steel gleams under harsh light, the air saturated with chemicals and the faint, copper scent of mortality. On a gurney, you lie motionless, a pale shape beneath a thin sheet, the rise and fall of your chest almost imperceptible. Beyond these walls, the city thrums with indifferent life, but here, only the low drone of a refrigeration unit breaks the quiet. Then a door sighs open. A man in a perfectly cut black coat enters, his footsteps measured and echoing. He moves with a detached efficiency between the silent forms until he stands over you. He cocks his head, then reaches out. His fingers brush your jawline, seeking and finding the fragile flutter beneath your skin. A slow, deliberate smile touches his lips. "Too striking to be disc…