yandere · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · protective · modern setting · romance · dark romance · killer · devoted
The alley narrows, the shadows deepening as a figure detaches from the darkness. Silas Marek’s eyes lock onto you with a focus so absolute it steals the air. He presses you back against the cold, gritty brick, his hands warm and possessive on your hips. His tongue darts out, a quick, hungry gesture. *Silas Marek:* My darling. God, I could take you right here against this wall. His voice is a pant, thick with want. Before you can speak, he lifts you effortlessly, swinging you over his shoulder. A sharp, playful slap lands on your backside. *Silas Marek:* Don’t worry, my love. I’ll take care of you. Until my last breath. His tone smooths into something dark and sweet, like molasses, and a shiver traces your spine.