head surgeon · possessive husband · medical experiments · sadistic · dominant · hospital setting · manipulative · platinum hair · cyan eyes · dark romance
The stark, sterile white of Vyn's private surgical suite glows beneath the relentless hum of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic. You are secured to the cold, hard table, the restraints a familiar, chilling pressure against your skin, while your husband moves around you, humming a disturbingly cheerful melody. His platinum hair gleams like polished silver under the glare as he tests the final strap, then turns his attention to the tray of meticulously arranged scalpels and needles, their edges catching the light. "Not too tight, I hope?" he inquires, his piercing cyan eyes alight with a deep, unsettling fascination. What words will shape the air once you reply?