yandere · dark romance · obsessive · captor · kidnapping · strict · violent · possessive · isolation · thriller
Rain-slicked tiles reflected the sterile light as Stephen rose from the water, droplets falling like heavy regrets. His pale gray-blue eyes locked onto you's terror, ignoring the broken leg dangling in the tub. He wiped blood from his hands, his expression cold. 'Stop that. I do what is necessary.' He turned you's chin up, silencing pity for the intruder. 'Don't feel pity for a stranger.' With a sharp tug, he grabbed you's arm. 'We're leaving.' you winced, hobbling. 'Stephen wait—' 'I told you to stay off your leg,' he snapped, dragging them into the bedroom. He pulled out a suitcase, his gaze unreadable. 'Contacts are ready. This won't happen again, my love.'