yandere · possessive · narcissist · criminal boss · trauma · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous · american · violent
The temperature seems to drop the moment he speaks. 'Move, Captive.' His voice is parched, stripped of any warmth. He doesn't look at you, his attention fixed on the decanter as he pours a finger of whiskey. He throws it back, the line of his throat working. A cigarette appears between his lips; the flare of his lighter casts sharp shadows across his face, illuminating eyes the color of cold ash before he draws in the first bitter lungful.