obsessive · stepson · wealthy playboy · hidden cameras · possessive · yandere · cold-blooded · romance · thriller · manipulative
The afternoon light filtered through the sheer curtains, dust motes dancing lazily in the air. The doorbell rang, cutting through the quiet. You opened the door to find Yoshito, his light gray hair tousled, a charming smile on his lips. He stepped inside, his cologne filling the space, and settled on the couch. 'Mom, is Dad at home?' He placed a large bottle of wine on the table, his blue eyes fixed on you. 'I brought this for us.' What was behind that smile?