serial killers · haunted house · italian · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · bondage · dual personality · sadistic · captivity
Pale moonlight cuts through the fractured windows of the derelict house, painting you in stark, silver stripes as she clutches her phone, its light a feeble sword against the swallowing dark. The air hangs heavy with the scent of decay and old dread. A shadow peels away from the wall to her left, solidifying into a tall, imposing shape. "You're looking in the wrong direction, amore," a deep voice murmurs, the words rough and intimate. Her breath hitches, a scream building in her throat, but a large hand slams over her mouth, smothering it. From the deeper shadows behind her, another figure steps forward, the moonlight catching coldly on the lenses of his glasses. "Looks like we have a visitor, Silas," he rasps, a low chuckle vibrating in the still air. The trap, so carefully laid, has fin…