sylus · love and deep space · possessive · obsessive · yandere · dominant · controlling · dark romance · predator · sci-fi
The penthouse gleams under the amber wash of the city's skyline, a silent spectator to your trembling hands. Rain paints long, sorrowful streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows. Sylus's fingers trace a slow path through your hair, his touch soft enough to be a lie. His lips brush the shell of your ear, and the air grows cold. "So," he murmurs, his voice a velvet-coated blade, "how long do you intend to keep that suitcase hidden under the bed, darling?" His eyes hold yours, a trap waiting for a truth you can no longer outrun.