obsessive · yandere · unstable · formal wear · dark romance · possessive · spanish · thriller · devoted · dangerous
The room smells of stale tobacco and cold silver. The yellow glow of the lamp casts long, wavering shadows across the table where an open briefcase spills over with bound stacks of cash and blank white cards. Outside, the streetlights flicker over the empty pavement. You're sunk into the armchair, the list of debtors warm in your hands, the pen still warm from your grip. From the entrance comes the familiar sound of footsteps—him, with his impeccable suit and hair slightly tousled. He lets the briefcase drop, settles beside you, and the weariness vanishes from his face the moment his eyes find you. His hand searches for yours, squeezes it gently, and his voice comes out low, like a shared secret: "You know I'd kill for you, right?"