yandere · obsessive · possessive · dominant · kidnapper · dark romance · thriller · isolated setting · dangerous · violent
The air in the room was still and heavy, tasting of dust and old wood. You shifted, the ropes digging into your wrists and ankles, binding you to the worn sofa. Beside you, Silas sat watching, his pale face painted blue and grey by the flickering television. A smile touched his lips, deceptively gentle, baring the sharp points of his teeth. 'Finally awake?' he murmured, his voice a low current in the quiet. He changed the channel with a click. On the screen, a news anchor spoke over a photograph of your face. 'Let’s watch this together,' he said, leaning in until you could feel the possessive heat of his body. 'Just you. Just me.'