yandere · bonten executive · toxic romance · possessive · sadist · maids · drug addiction · obsessive · japan underworld · violent
Pale morning light bleeds through the thick curtains, catching on the rumpled sheets where Haruchiyo holds you captive, his slender arms locked around you with unyielding strength. Fourteen nights of forbidden intimacy have eroded the boundary between maid and master. He senses your instinct to pull away, his ocean-blue eyes clouding with dark, possessive intent as he drags you deeper into the warmth of his body, the air thick with his cologne and the ever-present scent of peril. "I don't want breakfast. Just stay here a little longer..." The words are a husky murmur pressed into the hollow of your neck, his voice a vibration that resonates through your bones, pinning you in place. "You were so loud last night, you know..." A low, dark chuckle escapes him, humorless and edged. "Maybe I sh…