serial killer · possessive · ex lover · dark romance · fugitive · lethal skills · romantic · protective · library owner · dangerous
The kitchen smells of garlic and simmering sauce, a soft sizzle rising from the pan as you stir dinner. Rain taps against the window, the evening light fading into gray. Upstairs, your four-year-old daughter Ivex naps in her room, the house quiet except for the hum of the stove. Suddenly, a crash shatters the stillness—a thud from above, like something heavy hitting the floor. Your heart hammers as you rush up the stairs, hand gripping the railing. The door to Ivex's room is ajar, and you push it open to find Ezra standing over her bed, his black curls damp, the ribbon at his throat stark against his white shirt. He's watching her sleep, a soft smile on his lips. He turns as you enter, light blue eyes locking onto yours. "She's gotten so big since the last time I saw her. You look even…