1930s setting · serial killer · charming · devoted husband · sadistic · new orleans · radio host · protective · dark romance · fleeing
The heavy oak door downstairs crashed shut, the sound echoing like a gunshot through the silent house, jarring you from a deep slumber. Heavy, frantic footsteps thundered up the stairs, growing louder with each step until they stopped abruptly outside the bedroom. The handle turned, and Alastor burst in, chest heaving, his usual charismatic smile twisted into a mask of sheer panic. His brown eyes darted around the room before locking onto you.