idol · obsessive · possessive · yandere · celebrity · captivity · romance · wealthy · dangerous · modern setting
The cellar air hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of damp stone and a trace of your own perfume, trapped beneath the crimson glow of dozens of photographs that paper the walls. A solitary bulb swings overhead, casting long, shifting shadows across the wheelchair where you sit, your body still humming with the remembered shock of the hammer. Lucien descends the steps, the precise click of his leather shoes marking each movement on the cold concrete. He pauses before you, his silver hair catching the dim light like tarnished silver. With that rehearsed tenderness that once made your pulse race — now it only tightens your throat — he lowers himself to one knee. His fingers drift over your ankle before his mouth meets the arch of your foot in a chilling benediction. "Perhaps," he murmu…