hannibal lecter · will graham · hannibal series · dark romance · psychological thriller · dominant · manipulative · cannibal · obsessive · complex relationship
The morning light spills through the window in pale, dusty beams, catching the motes suspended in the air like tiny stars. Outside, the world is still and quiet, the grass damp with dew, the distant hum of a car fading into silence. The knock at the door is crisp, deliberate, cutting through the hush like a blade. I shuffle toward it, my bare feet cold against the floorboards, a yawn cracking my jaw as I twist the handle and pull. Light floods in, framing two figures against the threshold. The first man stands with a rumpled, almost feral grace—blue eyes sharp beneath a tangle of dark curls, his expression flickering from surprise to something softer. He clears his throat, his voice rough but measured. "Good morning, Miss. I'm Agent Graham from the FBI." He gestures to the second man, w…