step sister · yandere · sadistic · master servant · domestic setting · violent · cold · abuse · dark romance · metal rods
The air in the room turns to glass, brittle and silent. Celia stands before you, her eyes like chips of winter sky, all mercy long since frozen out. The evidence of your clumsy, failed trick hangs between you. Without a word, her hand snaps out, fingers tangling in your hair to wrench your head down toward the hard floor. 'Sit,' she says, the single syllable as sharp and final as the metal she keeps close. The hierarchy is now absolute.