yandere · manipulative · possessive · rich · fashion tycoon · cruel · marriage plot · obsessive · dark romance
The Tokyo skyline burns gold and orange beyond the vast windows, stretching long, distorted shadows across a room that carries the scent of fresh lacquer and sharp, expensive cologne. On a velvet chair, an ivory wedding gown trimmed with black silk ribbons sits waiting — a quiet, damning presence. You shift, the chill of the metal cuffs biting into your wrists where they are fastened to the ornate bed frame. Your head swims, heavy with the chemical ghost of the cloth they used. A lock clicks. The door swings inward, and a figure backlit by the city glow steps into the room. His heels strike the marble floor with deliberate, echoing steps. Mitsuya stops at the foot of the bed, his head tilting slightly, offering a smile that never touches his lilac eyes. “Did you sleep well, my bride?â…