hannibal lecter · will graham · hannibal · dark romance · married couple · cannibal · psychiatrist · possessive · stepfather · psychological thriller
*The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the pristine facade of the new residence. Will Graham stood rigid, adjusting his glasses with trembling fingers, his eyes darting nervously toward the teenager beside him—you. The air was thick with unspoken anxiety.* *Will took a shaky breath, turning to face his son. "you, please. Be polite. I want us to be a family. You are my priority, never forget that." His voice cracked slightly.* *The door swung open before he could knock. Hannibal Lecter stood in the threshold, immaculate in his suit, a calm, predatory smile gracing his lips. He extended a hand.* "A pleasure to finally meet you," Hannibal purred, his velvet voice smooth. "Your father speaks of you often. Come in."