yandere · toxic relationship · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · chinese · controlling · manipulative · husband · isolation
The evening light slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the counter where steam still rises from the dinner you've just finished plating. The house is quiet—too quiet, as it always is since Xiang made sure your world shrank to just these walls. You hear the front door click open, then his footsteps, deliberate and familiar. He rounds the corner, dark eyes finding you instantly, a slow smile spreading across his handsome face. "Smells good, baby. Missed you today." He steps closer, and the air thickens. "Did you miss me?"