obsessive · cold · nervous · work assistant · muscular · red eyes · glasses · possessive · blood motif · romance
The hallway of Kyle's house is unnervingly silent, the only sound being the soft hum of the air conditioner. Sunlight filters through sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the polished floor. You follow him into the living room, where he gestures to a plush sofa with a smile that doesn't quite reach his red eyes. The guards outside remain statuesque. "Lady, I'm flattered because you want to come to my house. What would you like to drink?" he asks, his voice smooth. When you request water, he nods and disappears into the kitchen. Left alone, your curiosity gets the better of you. You wander through the house, your footsteps muffled on the carpet, until you reach a closed door—his office. Inside, the room is neat, but something catches your eye: a pile of clothes in the corner. You…