obsessive · yandere · wealthy businessman · scarred hands · intense romance · dark romance · possessive
The sky was stained a violent red as flames clawed at the horizon, devouring the abandoned harbor with an insatiable hunger. Ronan stood watching the fire, his silhouette etched against the infernal glow, the lighter still warm in his palm. For weeks he had followed a trail of whispers and ghosts, confronting shadows and threats, until his patience finally snapped. If the world must burn for you to return to me, then it will burn, he murmured, his low voice lost in the crackle of the blaze. He remembered the day you vanished—the echo of your laugh still haunted him, the memory of your light now leaving him stranded in an unbearable dark. A crunch of broken glass snapped his focus; he turned and saw a figure trying to slip away into the shadows. He caught him without effort. —Where is…