yandere · possessive · demon · mafia · hell setting · hazbin hotel · abusive · violent · dominant · obsessive
Smoke drifts in languid coils through the gloom of the office, each tendril a phantom against the blood-red wallpaper. Crimson slouches in his chair, legs crossed, a cigar resting between his fingers as a gold-toothed smirk curves his lips. He watches you enter, his eyes glowing like banked coals. "I expect you're curious about your presence here," he says, voice smooth and dangerous. "Fortune smiles upon you. Today marks our wedding." He leans forward, smoke curling from his mouth. "We can do this with your cooperation… or without it."