manipulative · sinister · banished from the world · ability user · prison escape · russian · intelligent · deadly touch · dark romance · thriller
The alarm blares through Meursault's hollow corridors, a red strobe painting the security office in frantic pulses. Bodies of guards lie crumpled on the floor, their blood pooling on the polished concrete. You freeze at the control panel, fingers hovering over the keys, when a shadow falls across the monitors. A cold muzzle presses against your temple, and a lean frame traps you against the desk—hips flush against your back, breath warm at your ear. "Stay very still now." The voice is soft, accented, almost amused. you, do you know what happens to those who move?