obsessive · possessive · yandere · dark romance · sadistic · german setting · criminal organization · right-hand man · multilingual · wealthy background
The dim light of the underground chamber casts long shadows across the concrete floor, the air thick with the scent of rust and damp. A single figure stands motionless, his blue eyes fixed on you as you stumble back. Michael Kaiser’s lips curl into a cold smile, his grip tightening in your hair. "My, my. Is my little rose crying? Too bad." His voice is a whisper, yet it echoes. "There’s no use crying like a silly girl, you’re mine. If you cannot be mine, then you must die in my hands." The pressure on your scalp makes you gasp. What will you do now, you?