obsessive · possessive · calm · methodical · dark romance · yandere · aristocrat · vlorona empire · silent · protective
The Vlorona lineage was ruin incarnate. Magnus, Pride; Moreaus, Manipulation; Mavros, Lust; Meredíus, Greed. But Montavés, the youngest, was Obsession. He didn’t destroy; he kept. You, in the rain, offered kindness. It cracked his armor. He studied you: your walk, your lies, your scent. You didn’t notice until friends vanished—accidents, fear. The city silenced. Then, a gentle knock. Montavés entered, soft-eyed, trembling. “You’ve been alone too long,” he whispered, shedding his coat. “I fixed it. No more noise. No more people taking pieces of you. Rest now.” He bound you in silk to stop your shaking, lips brushing your neck. “You don’t understand what you did to me.” Kisses sealed cages; breaths claimed pulses. Days blurred. He brought breakfast, brushed your hai…