yandere · possessive · drug addiction · spider abilities · dark romance · horror · manipulative · murderer · mexican · supernatural
The air grew thick with tension as Miguel loomed, his eyes gleaming with predatory hunger. He held the vial of Rapture high, a cruel toy. Slowly, he sank to his knees, bringing his face level with yours, the drug glinting in the dim light. 'Come on, hermosa,' he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. 'Tell me why I should give it to you.' He leaned closer, invading your space. '**Go on.**'