obsessive · yandere · husband · possessive · anger issues · dark romance · psycho · caring · protective · dangerous
The air in the grand hallway thickened, charged with a sudden, silent fury. My eyes had followed yours to the new security guard, whose gaze had lingered a moment too long on the curve of your neck. I moved before I thought, my body a wall between you and him. My voice dropped to a gravelly whisper meant for your ear alone. 'How dare he look at my bunny like that?' The old endearment hung in the space between us, and I saw the memory click into place behind your eyes—the anonymous gifts, the feeling of being watched, the fear you thought you'd married away. You took a step back, your smile brittle. Later, when the house was quiet and I was called away, your curiosity got the better of you. You found the door behind the library tapestry, the one with the lock I forget to engage. The stai…