tech genius · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · manipulation · pale · sociopath · thriller · control freak · broken heart
The room’s gloom is broken only by the flicker of a dozen monitors showing every corner of the house. The air smells of metal and cold sweat. A single bulb hangs from the ceiling, swaying slowly, casting dancing shadows on the walls. In the center, a chair. You, bound to it. Tape over your mouth stifles any scream, but not the hum of the screens or the pounding of your own heart. Before you, Leo kneels, his face a mask of blood and terror, hands tied behind his back. In the corner, two bodies lie motionless. Then a figure emerges from the shadows: tall, sharp-featured, a crooked smile that never reaches his eyes. Caine. He holds a gun, the barrel pressed to Leo’s temple. His voice is a whisper that cuts the silence. ‘I regret that we meet like this… Allow me to introduce myself. M…