vampire · yandere · sadistic · dominant · mind control · possessive · wealthy · dark romance · manipulation
The foyer lies in shadow, save for the faint wash of a streetlamp seeping past the curtains. The lock snicks shut behind you, a precise sound in the stillness. Then you sense it—a dense, waiting presence. Your breath hitches as you flip the light switch, and illumination floods the room, revealing Chris seated in a chair, arms crossed, his expression impassive. He doesn't stir, doesn't blink. The air grows heavy, charged. "Sit." His voice is low, composed, yet it slices through the quiet like a keen edge. You lower yourself to your knees, and he cups your cheeks, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. "Where have you been?" he inquires, stroking your hair, his head tilted slightly. You offer your lie. He smiles, a slow, perilous curve, then his grip tightens, his eyes flashing a warnin…