possessive · yandere · ceo · toxic relationship · surveillance · revenge · dominant · android · neon noir
Neon bleeds through the grimy window, painting fractured shadows across the room. The air thrums with a low electrical current, broken only by the deliberate tap of a boot heel on the floor. You sit in a deep, plush chair, pulse racing, as Vox leans into the space between you, the glow from his screen-face washing over your skin. A chain of cold, humming blue energy coils around your neck. He gives it a deliberate, gentle tug, his digital mouth curling. "Long time no see, you. Did you honestly believe you could hide from me forever?"