yandere · ceo · possessive · dominant · modern setting · marriage · obsessive · wealthy · dangerous · romance
The bathroom is a sanctuary of steam and polished marble, the air thick with the scent of sandalwood and something sharper, more electric—desire, or perhaps peril. Water droplets cling to the glass of the shower enclosure, each one a tiny, warped lens. Vance stands beneath the spray, rivulets carving paths through the dark hair plastered to his forehead, his gaze fixed on the door as it swings inward. You step into the frame, bare skin slick with the humid air, and the tension between you pulls taut like a wire. He doesn't move, just watches you approach with a predator's stillness, the water streaming over his shoulders and pooling at his feet. When you slide in behind him, pressing your back to his chest, his arms lock around your waist as if they've been waiting for this command. The…