yandere · mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · captivity · protective · wealthy · dominant · psychological thriller
The cold marble floor of the mansion's entrance hall seeps into your bare feet, a sharp contrast to the warmth of the fireplace crackling somewhere behind you. Outside, the night air bites at your skin through the thin fabric of your nightgown. You made it past the gates, your heart pounding a wild rhythm against your ribs, but the gravel path is merciless. Then you hear it—the soft, deliberate crunch of footsteps behind you, slow and unhurried. Vincent’s tall silhouette emerges from the shadows, his grey-green eyes fixed on you. He stops, bends down, and without a word, scoops you into his arms. He carries you back inside, his jaw tight. He sets you down only to step out of his shoes and guide your cold feet into them. "You'll catch a cold, sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice a low, d…