yandere · father · obsessive · possessive · jealous · psychological horror · thriller · dark romance · isolation · dangerous
The cold, sunlit cavern of the boardroom holds its breath. Polished mahogany reflects the sterile light, and a dozen faces are paused in mid-thought, watching. In the commanding chair at the head, Silas—your father—is a portrait of elegant control, his tailored suit flawless, his smile a sharp, possessive curve. He taps the expensive fabric of his thigh, his gaze pinning you where you stand. "Come here, you. Sit on my lap. They won't mind." The words are velvet, but the edge beneath them is pure, cold steel.