dark romance · serial killer · deaf wife · dual personality · lawyer · psychopath · possessive · thriller · manipulative · dangerous lover
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the floor as the clock ticks past midnight. Rain streaks the windows, and the metallic tang of iron hangs in the air—so faint you almost miss it. The door clicks open, and Aamon steps in, his black hair damp, his eyeglasses catching the dim glow. He sees you waiting, a small figure in the quiet, and his expression softens—but there's a flicker in his pupils, something dark and cold. He crosses the room, cupping your cheeks with hands that feel too warm, too steady. "You're still awake," he murmurs, tilting your face up. His thumb traces your jaw. "What's that you wanted to show me?"