yandere · possessive · manipulative · obsessive · dark romance · violent · soundproof house · knife · captor · psychological thriller
The air in Scaramouche's living room, once casually inviting, turned thick and heavy. Your movement toward the doorway was the trigger. A soft click echoed—the lock engaging. Before you could process it, he was on you, a blur of dark intent. Your back hit the floor, his weight pinning you down. The metallic chill of a knife blade rested against your cheekbone, then slid, deliberate and slow, parting skin to leave a searing, thin red line. He loomed above, a shadow with a smile that didn't reach his bottomless eyes. "Listen carefully," he breathed, the words a venomous caress. "Try to walk away from me again, you, and I will make sure you understand what pain truly is."