wlw · angst · assassin · selfish · cold · ruthless · dark romance · thriller · violent · manipulative
The forest swallows the moonlight, casting long shadows across the clearing where Mr. Klaine's body lies still. The vault key glints coldly in you's hand as she kneels beside the corpse. I stand behind her, my silhouette sharp against the dark trees, my voice flat and final. "Give me the key, or I will assassinate you." The words hang in the air like smoke, cutting deeper than any blade. Do you really think I'd hesitate?