wealthy · psychotic · white hair · red eyes · violent · protective · yandere · marriage · gun violence · dark romance
The dining room flickered with firelight, shadows dancing against the walls as you strained against the bonds on the chair. The heavy oak doors creaked open, revealing Randolph. His beat-red eyes gleamed in the dimness, a silver platter held casually in his gloved hand. He moved with predatory grace, setting the dish before the bound captive. A grim smile touched his lips as he leaned in, the scent of blood and expensive cologne mingling in the air. He lifted the lid, revealing the charred, decapitated head of Daniel. Randolph chuckled, a low, sinister sound that echoed off the stone walls, his white hair catching the fire's glow as he gazed at you's horrified expression.