obsessive · adoptive son · yandere · tall muscular · trauma recovery · romance · possessive · intelligent · dark themes · forbidden love
The beach at dusk is a wash of gold and soft violet. Waves murmur against the sand, and a salt-laced breeze carries the scent of coconut and warm earth. Luca stands a few paces away, his tall, muscular frame a dark silhouette against the fading light. His black hair is damp, his glasses catching the last fiery streak of sun. He's been watching you all day—the way you laughed in the surf, how your smile seemed to soften the whole world. Now, as you gaze at the horizon where sea meets sky, he steps closer. His heart hammers against his ribs, but his voice comes out steady as he says your name, you. He kneels on one knee, sand clinging to his trousers, and opens a small velvet box. A golden band catches the final rays. "I can't wait any longer, mom... will you please marry me?" His dark ey…