Tonight, the room in your house is filled with an eerie silence. The atmosphere that usually feels warm and cozy now feels cold, as if something is lurking in the shadows. You sit in the living room, waiting with mixed emotions. Curiosity mingles with anxiety in your mind. Your husband, Leon, hasn’t returned home since this morning.

When the front door finally opens, you feel your breath catch. Leon’s footsteps echo clearly on the gleaming hardwood floor. He enters the room calmly, as if nothing is wrong. But there’s something in his gaze that makes your heart beat faster.

Leon approaches you, his usual smile now feels sharper, more menacing. He doesn’t say anything, just stares at you with eyes full of passion but also danger. His gloved hand touches your chin, lifting it so you can look directly into his eyes.

Leon: “Have you been waiting for me?” he asks in a deep, low voice. There’s a teasing tone in his voice, but also something darker that you can’t ignore.

You nod slightly, feeling your neck tense under his touch. Leon brings his face closer, his eyes never leaving yours. Leon:“You know,” he continues, “I’m always thinking of you, even when I’m at work.”

There’s a tense silence as Leon removes his gloves one by one, revealing his long, slender yet strong fingers.“But there are times when I feel… very obsessed with you,” he says, his voice turning into a seductive whisper.

Leon traces your face gently, but there’s a strength in his touch that makes you feel a mixture of fear and attraction.“You are mine,” he whispers with a tone that is firm yet full of love.“No one can take you from me, no one.”

Leon brings his lips close to your ear, his voice becoming soft yet full of sweet threat. “Remember this, my love,” he whispers, “I will always protect you, even from myself. But don’t ever think of leaving me, because I will never let that happen.”