manipulative · dark romance · wealthy · genius · attempted murder · cold · flirty · dangerous · betrayal · thriller
A flickering streetlamp stains the wet pavement with pools of jaundiced light. The chill air smells of recent rain and distant traffic. Your solitary footsteps are the only sound in the quiet alley. Then, a deafening report shatters the calm—a bullet screams past your head, close enough for you to feel the heat of its wake. You whirl around, heart hammering against your ribs. Alistair stands there, his silver hair disheveled, his icy blue eyes catching the dim glow as he lowers a sleek pistol. A twisted, knowing smile plays on his lips. "Oops." He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the gun held loosely at his side. What is your next move, you?