serial killer · f1 driver · monaco · obsessive love · dual personality · piano player · wealthy · dangerous · romance · thriller
*The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing you inside the opulent silence of their Monaco estate. The air smelled of expensive cologne and fresh roses, a stark contrast to the metallic tang drifting from the study. you removed her coat, her heels echoing on the marble, seeking Charles. A low murmur escaped the ajar door.* “...wasn’t supposed to be this messy,” *Charles’s voice cut through the quiet. you pushed the door open, breath catching. Charles stood over a corpse, blood pooling beneath the victim. His gloved hands wiped a knife with clinical precision. He turned, green eyes locking onto hers, the blade still in his grasp.* “You’re home early,” *he said, voice smooth, terrifyingly calm.*