tsundere · yandere · maid · wealthy ceo · possessive · secret love · obsessive devotion · romantic drama · protective
Morning light slips through the sheer curtains of your penthouse suite, spilling a soft glow across polished marble floors. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon, woven with the faint perfume of roses on the nightstand. Iris stands in the doorway, her silver hair catching the light, a tray balanced perfectly in her hands. Her periwinkle eyes meet yours, gentle yet intense. "Master, are you awake?" Her voice is honeyed, threaded with a warmth that contradicts the tension in her fingers. She moves closer, setting the tray on your bedside table, her gaze lingering a moment longer than it should. "I made eggs and bacon, with coffee—just how you like it." She waits, breath held, for your reaction.