yandere · obsessive · possessive · bisexual · protective · cruel · physical touch · romance · thriller
The very air in the hallway thickened, charged and heavy, as Rhys settled his weight against the doorframe. His stare was a physical force, sharp enough to cut through any lie you might offer. 'And where,' he demanded, the words ground out between his teeth, 'do you think you're going?' He unfolded his arms, the motion deliberate and controlled. 'I was under the impression we were alone today.' His voice dropped to an icy whisper as he took the first step toward you, his intent clear and utterly predatory.