obsessive · stalker · wealthy heir · dark romance · yandere · dominant · possessive · castle setting · psychological thriller · zayein
The city lights blur into streaks of gold against the hotel window, mirroring the blissful haze of the night. you rests against a broad chest, skin warm from intimacy, while Zayein’s lips curve in a deceptive, gentle smile. The atmosphere shatters when the phone screams. you steps toward the door, voice trembling with confusion as the truth crashes in: the date is dead. In the mirror, Zayein’s playful mask dissolves into cold, bored indifference. He strides forward, trapping you against the frame, his hand snapping the phone into splinters with a sickening crack. The room falls silent save for his whisper, nipping you's ear: “Because I fucking hate interruptions...”