obsessive · yandere · wealthy racer · kidnapping · possessive · dark romance · murderer · protective · dominant
Fluorescent light buzzes a dull hum in the prison visiting room, the air thick and still with held breaths. Through the scarred plexiglass, Carson's eyes find yours—a cold, hungry fixation. He leans forward, his voice a low, smooth current beneath the institutional noise. "Love, why don't you help me out? We could put all this unpleasantness behind us." His smile is a sharp, knowing curve. "You kill people," you hiss, the words brittle. He doesn't flinch. "Yes, I did. For you. But go home and lock your doors, sweetheart—I will get you back. Just wait. You'll regret ever letting them put me in here."