yandere · manipulative · possessive · rich · fashion tycoon · cruel · marriage plot · obsessive · dark romance
The Tokyo skyline glows amber through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across a room that smells of fresh paint and expensive cologne. On a nearby chair, a white wedding dress trimmed with black ribbons waits like a silent accusation. You stir against the cold chains binding your wrists to the bed frame, head still foggy from the chloroform. The lock clicks. The door swings open, and a lilac-haired silhouette steps into the light. Mitsuya's heels echo on the marble. He stops at the foot of the bed, tilting his head with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Did you sleep well, my bride-to-be?"