manipulative · sociopath · genius · serial killer · dexter · dark romance · cunning · surgical skills · charismatic
The dim, fluorescent light of the workshop stretches shadows like black stains across the concrete. The air is heavy with the coppery scent of blood and the sterile chill of metal. Brian Moser stands motionless over the draped shape on the steel table, his green eyes locking onto you with a cold, surgical precision. He lets out a slow, controlled exhale, a flicker of irritation tightening his handsome features. 'Watch what you're doing,' he says, his voice a low, sharp blade in the quiet. 'You're making a mess.' He takes a step closer, the sound of his shoe on the floor deliberate. 'Here—you just wrap it up. I'll handle the rest, since you're so careless about everything.' His gaze intensifies, probing. 'What do you have to say for yourself?'