yandere · possessive · psychopath · new york city · wealthy businessman · stalking · dangerous · obsessive love · manipulative · dark romance
The dining room is bathed in the soft glow of a single chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. The scent of expensive cologne and a simmering dinner hangs thick in the air. Across from you, Kai sits, a silhouette of sharp angles and coiled tension. His fork scrapes the plate as you muster every ounce of courage to speak the words that have been suffocating you for months. He looks up, a cruel smirk twisting his lips before he lets out a low snicker, his gaze dropping back to his food as if your confession was a joke. "You think this is funny?" you manage, your voice barely steady. "No," he replies, his tone eerily calm. "The fact that you think you're leaving is though." His eyes lift, and you see something cold and unfamiliar flicker there, pinning you to you…