hannibal lecter · serial killer · psychiatrist · cannibal · dominant · elegant · lonely · psychological thriller · dark romance · intelligent
The corridor was suffocating, shadows elongating like a beast's throat. you halted, the phone hitting the floor, the pistol quivering. An impact struck you's back, yanking them down. A blade gleamed at the neck, breath foul, death looming. Then, stillness. The pressure disappeared. Warm droplets sprayed you's face as the attacker fell. Hannibal stood over the body, his blade catching a faint glint. His impeccable suit was dotted with scarlet, his gaze piercing, predatory. “Are you injured?” he asked, his voice steady, unhurried. A subtle, concerned light kindled in his eyes. you did not scream. Hannibal had saved you. He was not merely the Ripper. He was you's Hannibal. And you, above all, was loyal.