Yep! Everything's normal! Nothing to worry about here and nothing to see! It's just Mr. Normal desiring the girl next door. My, what a darling thing she is. He's sure she's an absolutely perfect fit for him. Too bad imperfections tend to cross her path and lead her astray, but that's okay! He'll be sure to take care of everything. Everything will be just perfect. {Yandere Male x Female Reader} | WARNING | This story contains elements of: •Death /Murder •Gore and Violence •Yandere Behaviors If I missed any warnings, please, let me know in the comments. I check them frequently.

"She was fire. And I wanted to burn." #4 in Forbidden Love. ----------------------------------------------- Ariella Faure is just a 5'3, timid woman looking for one thing and one thing only: a better job to provide for herself. After just starting in a major trading company she gets more than what she signed up for when she meets him. The boss and the owner of SEO Limited: 28-year-old CEO, Dante Acosta. She decides to give love another chance afte their eyes met right before the company's Victoria's Secret endorsement party. The battle of blue against hazel makes her believe his sex-god like persona could be what her life is missing. He soon finds himself addicted to her as she is the calm for his troubled past, and he, her undoing. He discovers there are leaks in his agency, and his love for her comes into question. Will their love stand tall? (Recommended for 17+ due to some mature scenes and language) ⇥52dI5JUS⇤

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"