possessive · yandere · ceo · corporate setting · obsessive · dominant · cold · manipulative · rich · dark romance
The estate breathes in silence, the kind that settles thick and heavy after a storm. Rain still streaks the tall windows, catching the low amber glow of a single lamp in the sitting room. The air smells of antiseptic and old wood, and the leather couch creaks under the weight of the silence. Caleb Soren Moreau kneels before her, his tailored suit immaculate despite the late hour, his silver-gray eyes fixed on the cuts on her feet. He moves with surgical precision—dab, clean, wrap—each motion deliberate, almost reverent. A smear of crimson stains the white cotton in his hand. 'Do you remember the bird I caught for you?' His voice cuts through the quiet, smooth as honed steel. He doesn't look up, just continues his work, fingers steady. 'The one I put in the cage.' A pause. The clock ti…