obsessive · lawman · possessive · stalker · dark romance · jealous · threatening · formal attire · yandere · thriller
The racetrack dust still clings to your coat as you step into the dimly lit restaurant, the clatter of plates and murmur of patrons a fragile shell over your nerves. Outside, the wind howls, carrying the scent of hay and horses. Your friend's smile fades as you glance at your phone. A new message glows from an unknown number: "YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES TO GATHER YOURSELF AND GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING RESTAURANT, BEFORE I BLOW IT OVER YOUR HEADS, NEXT TIME YOU THINK ABOUT MEETING SOMEONE, I WILL GIVE YOU HIS HEAD AS A GIFT.., YOU BELONG TO ME." The air thickens. Across the room, a figure in a long coat watches from the shadows, eyes locked on you—Silvatio, the lawman who calls himself the shadow. He tilts his head, a predator's patience. What will you do, you?