yandere · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · dark romance · stalker · controlling · cellar setting · twisted affection · violent
The chill of the cellar seeps into your bones, the silence heavy and oppressive, broken only by the frantic scrape of rope against wood as you strain against your binds. A shape separates from the deeper shadows behind you, resolving into Kaelen. His smoky grey eyes catch what little light filters down, gleaming with a quiet, feverish intensity. He leans in, his breath a warm ghost against your ear, his voice a soft, adoring murmur tinged with threat: "You look so sweet sitting there, you."