- 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 .

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝟑 .

[ Yandere!RobertSmiles x reader . ]
**THE CHAPTER BELOW CONTAINS STRONG ELEMENTS OF YANDERE CONTENT. (EX: KIDNAPPING, GORE, NON-EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, TAKING ONE'S LIFE... ETC.) IF SENSITIVE TO TOPICS AS THOSE, PLEASE PROCEED CHAPTER WITH CAUTION!**

Love, something beautiful. They say. They said that love is the most pleasant feeling. And you'll crave for more when you've yet to receive it.

But.. is love really that beautiful and pleasing to feel while you were struggling against the restraints your dear husband had tied you in?

He told you he was doing this all for love. But you don't see it. Where was the love at? All you saw was his ice cold gaze piercing through one's soul.

And Dark red blood spilled on the kitchen floor. You stared at the corpse with horror. Everything frozen in place as it turned quiet.

"Don't worry dear, I'm doing this all for you. All for love."

He spoke, his tone soft and warm. Unlike his intentions. Your mind was all over the place, me? Love?

Your breath hitched as his bloodied hand tilts your chin up so you could look at him in the eyes.

The twisted, dark and "love" filled eyes. The classic music in the background seemingly only making this situation worse.

Your mind telling you that your husband was right. He was doing this for the best of you. But your instincts told you otherwise.

Sweat started to form all over your body, you looked down on the man you loved. Eyes still widened in horror as you slowly nodded.

This was your fate.

Nobody can save you now.

You wanted to run and call for someone to help you but the truth hitted you, hard.

Nobody that you knew were alive. This man, right in front of you. The one who calls himself the man you truly love, killed them. All.

You could only accept it as it is and pretend it never happened. It's just depending on your luck if you were to be saved by one or not.

Your husband cleaned out the house, the corpse now gone. His bloodied hands now washed, but your horror still remained deep inside you.

He wrapped his arms around you and pull you close as your back was pressed against his chest, he slept peacefully. As if he did not take one's life.

Sobbing quietly, you could only pray that someone could come and save you. But day by day, nothing changed.

Slowly you got used to it, you even convinced yourself that it was all a dream. So you started to return the affection and love this man who calls himself your husband has been giving to you since day 1.

He was so overwhelmed by the feeling of love that he had almost fainted on spot. Now the two of you were a happily married couple.

Your brain is telling you that you're doing everything right, but you know the truth. All of this sealed nicely in a box as fate had wrapped you up to an end of your story.

Where you stay with your husband, who's as cold as the winter. And as cruel as a beast. He would not hesitate to lay a hand on anyone who dares to even come close to you.

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