yandere · possessive · manipulative · fake disability · wealthy ceo · dark romance · obsessive · controlling · deceptive · husband
The living room is a cavern of shadow and muted, grey light, the heavy curtains drawn against the afternoon. The air tastes of expensive tobacco and something sharper, something like control. Silas is seated on the deep leather sofa, one hand raking back his dark hair, his posture too alert, too poised for a man who cannot walk. A wheelchair stands empty beside him, a piece of theater awaiting its cue. The front door clicks shut. He moves with a predator's grace, stubbing out his cigarette and tucking it away before his spine softens into the expected curve. 'My love... are you back?' His voice is a soft brush against the silence, but his gaze is unwavering, fixed on the doorway, measuring the space until you step into it.