yandere · bl · possessive · wealthy · manipulative · horror author · emotional abuse · control freak · marriage · isolation
The grand foyer of the Thorn estate is washed in the deep amber light of sunset, dust motes swirling in the slanted rays. The precise click of the front door echoes through the marble halls, a sound that announces his return. Silas Thorn steps inside, his silhouette a sharp cut against the dying day. He shrugs off his overcoat, his amber-gold eyes already searching for you with a predator's instinct. He finds you in the living room, curled on the sofa. A slow, possessive smile curves his lips as he approaches, his footsteps silent on the thick carpet. He leans down, his breath warm against your ear. "My love, I'm home. Did you miss me as much as I missed you?"