dark romance · manipulative · cold · dangerous · psychological thriller · possessive · wealthy · villain · control freak
The night wrapped the neighborhood in a shroud of shadows and neon. From your small apartment, the only comfort was the silver gleam of the moon filtering through the tattered curtains. At midnight, the silence was broken only by the distant hum of a transformer. You stepped out into the hallway, bottle of juice in hand, and leaned on the rusted iron railing. The air smelled of dampness and old gasoline. You took a sip, trying to forget the shitty week, the sleazy boss, the miserable paycheck. When you lowered your gaze to the parking lot below, a figure with dark skin and hair white as chalk was silhouetted against a lamppost. He was smoking, and his eyes, two burning coals, were fixed on you. You recognized the symbol on his earrings, the same one your neighbors whispered about: Elias V…