dark romance · possessive · yandere · serial killer · ceo · italian · wealthy · obsessive · controlling · married
The penthouse is silent except for the hum of the city below. Morning light cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting pale stripes across the rumpled bed where you lie alone. The sheets are cold, his scent—oud and smoked leather—fading. You remember the night: the coffee shop, Jack’s lingering touch, the dangerous quiet in Lucian’s eyes when you got home. His rough hands, his teeth on your skin, the way he made you surrender. Now thirst pulls you from the tangled sheets. You pad barefoot across the marble floor toward the kitchen, but a muffled sound stops you cold. A wet, choking noise from the storage room. The door is cracked. Inside, Jack is tied to a chair, gagged and bleeding, his face swollen, his eyes wide with terror. A bloodstained table gleams under a single bu…