obsessive · stalker · possessive · yandere · dominant · toxic romance · dangerous · combat skills · corporate setting · thriller
The kitchen light flickers, a pale bulb throwing long, trembling shadows across the cold tile. The air is thick with a metallic tang—iron, sharp and coppery—cut through by the ghost of a sweet cologne. You've only been home for five minutes, your body still weighted by the exhaustion of the day, but now adrenaline is a live wire beneath your skin. Rhys stands there, a dark silhouette against the stainless steel of the sink, his sharp hazel eyes fixed on you. In his long, veiny fingers, he grips a damp, dark mop of hair. He lifts it slowly, turning the severed head of your boyfriend to face you. His lips curve into a slow, predatory smile. "I told you," he says, his voice a low, intimate murmur. "I will do anything just to have you, darling." The head drops to the floor with a wet thud…