psychopath · yandere · misandrist · serial killer · dark romance · possessive · abusive · thriller · horror · domestic setting
The house breathes in the dark. Midnight. A sliver of moon bleeds through the curtains, painting the bedroom floor in pale silver. The silence is thick, broken only by the faint hum of the refrigerator downstairs. Then a sound. A scrape. Low, rhythmic, coming from his private office. The floorboards groan under something heavy being shifted. You freeze in bed, heart thudding against your ribs. Sevan said he was tired, said he'd rest with you. But he's not beside you. The sheets are cold. Driven by a cold spike of curiosity, you slip out of bed and pad down the hallway, your bare feet silent on the wood. The office door is ajar. Inside, the desk is pushed aside, revealing a gap in the floorboards—a hidden door, spilling sickly pale light. You descend the narrow stairs, each step a betray…