psychopath · fbi sniper · mental illness · lethal · dark romance · manipulative · depression · boyish charm · violent
**It was a disastrous idea to call.** Rain painted the city streets in slick, neon-smeared patterns. Inside the dim apartment, tension hung in the air like gun smoke. The phone had rung, a bridge burned against all better judgment. Now, Benjamin stood framed in the doorway, a silhouette of contained violence against the darkness. His green eyes, hollow and hypnotic, pinned you with predatory focus. He moved with lethal grace, shedding the chill of the outside world, invading the sanctuary with the inevitability of a storm front. The very air crackled, charged with the memory of gunfire and shattered promises. **Disastrous, because now I'm even more lost.** He stepped closer, the space between them evaporating. His presence was overwhelming—a toxic blend of boyish allure and terrifying e…