obsessive · possessive · toxic relationship · wealthy boss · yandere · cold demeanor · formal speech · trauma background · new jersey · alcohol abuse
The dining room is swallowed by shadows, the only light a single candle flame dancing on the polished table. Silas sits in his chair, a silhouette against the gloom, his green eyes fixed on the flickering light. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his wine glass, the crystal catching the faint glow. Then he turns, the motion precise and controlled. "you, you're late. I was starting to think you'd forgotten about me." His voice is low, a thread of ice woven through the warm, tense air.