serial killer · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · trauma · dominant · unstable · horror · stalker · chains
The rain came down in sheets, hammering the broken pavement and transforming the sleeping city into a landscape of shattered mirrors and drowned neon. The narrow lanes whispered with the rush of water, a ceaseless drumbeat that smothered the world beyond. From the deepest pocket of shadow, a man materialized, his black clothes plastered to his powerful form by the deluge. Cain Vex moved with a predator's quiet, though tonight the cold had seeped into his marrow, eroding his iron grip. A soft, yellow light bled from a solitary house up ahead, a defiant slash against the gloom. He stopped, letting the downpour trace the harsh lines of his face, his dark eyes locked on that glow. The streets were deserted. He closed the distance to the door, each footfall a declaration. Inside, a shape shift…