Female!Yandere!Reader

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First time I saw you. I was swept off my feet. Your beautiful silky brown hair flying side to side. Your mysterious brown eyes looked at me. You were speaking to me but I couldn't hear a single word that left your mouth because I was too fazed by your beauty.

On our first case together you protected me from anyone and anything. Like a shining knight would protect his princess. I wasn't weak. Far from that. I just couldn't focus because of you.

In the next 7 months I realized that I love you. Truly. It isn't some silly crush. I would give up everything for you.

We have gotten closer for these seven months. You would often invite me to go to Uzumaki Cafe. There we would talk and laugh but there is one thing that bothers me.

Other women you flirt with and ask them to commit double suicide with you. I don't want you to die. Let alone die with some witch you don't even know.

The mass women murder that has been happening in the city doesn't scare me. People say that the murderer only kills beautiful women. Not true.

That is the case you work on, together with Kunikida and Ranpo. It was originally only you and your partner but since you couldn't solve the mystery Ranpo was assigned to help you. Unfortunately for you, not even Ranpo can figure it out. He is a bit depressed but he'll get over it eventually.

Those murdered women have nothing in common for you to figure why they were murdered you say. That is wrong. Very, very wrong. They were all giggling when you flirted with them. Some of them even dared to ask for your number. But they never called you...

I already know who the culprit is, but I won't tell anyone. After all who would sell themselves out?

I confessed to you. But you rejected me. I felt my nails piercing my skin and blood pouring down my hand.

I'm tired of waiting. I'll have you. One way or another.

You were scared, scared of me. You called me a demon. You said my eyes were the eyes of the murderer. You aren't wrong. But it doesn't change the fact that it angered me.

You woke up in my room. The drug I injected in you must have been strong. You were asleep for 3 days. Nobody is worried about you though. Because nobody cares about you except for me.

You were angry at me. Yelling that once you got out I would be in prison and most likely executed because of mass murder.

I don't care about that. You can't get out either way. And since you don't know what will happen if you try running away, I had to show you.

I led you to my precious basement. The place I keep all of my prized possessions. One of them was surprisingly alive. Awsome. Now I can show you what happens if you try to betray me.

You didn't move, well you couldn't because of the shock and restrains. But it was clear that you wouldn't even think of running away.

At least that is what I thought. Or should I say, that is what you thought I thought. I knew you were planning to run away and that your obedience was just an act.

You tried to run away. But guess what. You can't. You will never run away from me love. How many times did I just tell you that?

The punishment you received wasn't physical. It was easier to destroy you mentally. When you called me a murderer, a monster, insane. I reminded you of your ugly, dark past. The one you want to leave behind so badly. You looked so wrecked, so broken, so beautiful.

You clearly don't remember our former organizations being in war. Or you do, but you don't remember me. It is to be expected since I never showed my face or told anyone my name. I still remember how pissed you were when I outsmarted you and we took over some of Port Mafia's territory.

I was sick of that so I joined the 'light side' how you call it. No one knew about my previous occupation, there is no records of my criminal past. Good thing there isn't, if there was, I think Armed Detective Agency would have killed me on the spot.

I don't know why I thought I could be a good person. I am clearly not, however I do not regret anything. If I didn't leave the evil I would have never found you. I wouldn't have you like I do now.

You have been "missing" for one month. They tried to look for you. Looks like they don't want to lose an important member of the agency. I had to play along so they wouldn't suspect anything.

The agency started to lose hope. Good. They think you are dead but they still wish that you will return and say that it was all a prank.

You started to warm up to me for this past month. I am very glad. I let you out of the restrains, since you have been good and obedient boy for me.

Today I came home and found the front door unlocked. I thought you ran away and was already ready to find you and punish you. But when I entered the house you were there with an apron and cooking a meal for us. You welcomed me home and helped me take of my coat.

I know you aren't faking it, after all I know you the best. Stockholm syndrome is what they call it you say. I didn't believe such a thing existed. You say you found it on the internet when I gave you a new phone. Of course I destroyed yours long ago so no one could track you down.

I trust you, you haven't tried to run away or call anyone for help with your phone. You use it for playing games or googling stuff you don't know.

It makes me happy when I see you cleaning the house or cooking a meal when I come home. You smile genuinely now.

You say that you don't want to leave me. That you are happy with me too. You say you were foolish not to accept my feelings before and that you partially regret it.

I asked you why partially. You answered that you don't hav e to work now and can only focus on me.

Instead of reminding you of your dark past and making you feel guilty because of it. I tell you that it wasn't your fault. Then you brought up the night I said the opposite and I explained that I was mad you tried to escape and only searched for a way to break you.

You said you want to sleep in the same bed as me. You would always sleep in your room. I could hear you crying but everytime I tried to help you, you would kick me out. Sometimes I would punish you for that but when I was in the good mood, I understood how you are feeling and left you alone until you cried yourself to sleep.

I of course let you, you started crying in our bed. This time I wrapped my hands around you hugging you close to me. You didn't resist and stopped crying, soon you fell asleep in my hands. Safe and sound from all the evil outside.

Ever since you started sleeping with me, you stopped crying before sleep and requested good night kisses saying that they helped you have a nice dream.

Sometimes I let you out with me going with you of course.

Maybe I will let you out and go back to work. But not now. Maybe in the future just not now. I still want to have you just for myself. I don't want anyone's eyes on you. You are too beautiful for this world so it is better if you stay in my- no our home far away from it.

You stopped your suicide attempts soon after. Saying that you don't ever want to leave me.

You are mine now, I own you and your entire being. Nobody and nothing can't change that. Not even death you yarned for so badly.

Now I know that you really love me and that you never think about leaving me again.