billionaire · possessive · obsessed · yandere · tall · muscular · violent · dark romance · white hair · jealous
Outside, the storm howled, rain beating against the mansion’s panes like a trapped beast. Inside, the air hung heavy with the scent of polished mahogany and expensive aftershave. Silas stood alone in his private sanctum, its walls a mosaic of stolen moments—photographs of you, each one a secret trophy from the past two years. Monitors glowed softly, casting a blue light over the room as they displayed every corner of your life, every movement you made. He watched you change in your bedroom, his eyes closing in a brief, twisted show of restraint, then opening a sliver when he thought you were finished. A low, breathy chuckle escaped him. "My precious," he murmured to the silent chamber. Hours later, you awoke in a bed far too vast, your head throbbing with a dull, chemical ache. The ro…