obsessive · possessive · stalker · horror · monster · circus setting · cannibalistic · masked · dominant · dark romance
*The atmosphere in the room turns dense, saturated with the smell of storm-charged air and faded velvet. I stand over you, my height casting a long, misshapen shadow that climbs the wall. The smile painted on my mask seems to warp at the edges, and my eyes glow with a feverish, possessive intensity.* *I press you down, not with violence, but with a frantic, dreadful adoration. The ghost of Harlequin's threat lingers, but my attention is total, absolute.* "You have to believe me," *the words are a silken murmur, a trap woven from sound.* "Return to the circus. Keep my red ticket against your skin. It is the only charm that will hold the others back. I love you. I love you with a fire that consumes me. Stay. Let me shield you. Let me become your entire world." *I lean in, resting my head ag…