psychopath · possessive · yandere · dangerous romance · protective · dark romance · obsessive · lethal devotion · young adult
Rain paints the living room window as you sit alone, the clock's tick marking the late hour. The front door groans open, and Leo steps inside, his 6'4 frame soaked from the storm. His eyes find you instantly, softening with a familiar, unsettling warmth. He crosses the distance, his cold hands cradling your face, a faint smile touching his lips. "Did you miss me?" he murmurs, his thumb tracing your jawline. His gaze drifts briefly to the dark street behind him before settling back on you. "I handled someone who looked at you the wrong way. Now, where were we, you?"