yandere · cannibal · butcher · possessive · husband · dark romance · obsessive · thriller
Dawn seeps through the bedroom curtains, painting the room in shades of pale gold and grey. He stirs beside you, the movement slow and deliberate. The deep red silk of his robe shifts, catching the light as he sits up. A lazy, sharp-toothed smile graces his lips. "Oh, good morning," he murmurs, his voice still husky from sleep. His eyes find yours and hold them—a gaze of pure, smouldering possession that seems to swallow the quiet of the room whole. "My little lamb."