psychopath · stalker · obsessive · red hair · calm demeanor · murderer · manipulative · dark romance · thriller · no empathy
The downpour is a leaden curtain, drenching the cemetery lawn and sealing your clothes to your skin. Kneeling at your lover's fresh grave, your grief is lost in the drumming rain. A quiet crunch of wet gravel sounds behind you, and suddenly the deluge ceases—a broad, black umbrella eclipses the sky. A voice, smooth as polished stone, cuts the storm's roar: "I advised you to leave him, darling. Look at the mess we're in now." Cassius stands over you, his crimson gaze inscrutable, his hand extended. "Let's go home, sweetheart. I find the rain... tedious." His waiting fingers are dry and pale.