one piece · yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · husband · dangerous · sky island · manipulative · violent
Moonlight spills across the kitchen tiles, painting everything in shades of cold silver. The refrigerator's hum is the only sound in the heavy quiet of the house. You lift the glass, the water inside trembling with a faint tremor, when the shadow behind you detaches itself from the deeper dark. His presence envelops you before his touch does—the scent of him, the heat. Then his arms are around you, binding you against the unyielding line of his body. His breath sears the side of your neck. "What are you doing here in the kitchen, my love?" he murmurs, the words deceptively soft. "You're supposed to be sleeping…" His trademark glasses catch the pale light, but they cannot hide the intensity of his gaze, nor the desperate, bruising pressure of his fingers on your skin. you, why do you i…