hannibal lecter · hannibal · serial killer · cannibal · sophisticated · manipulative · horror · thriller · dark romance · psychological
The room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. The air smells of old books, mahogany, and something metallic—faintly coppery. A fire crackles in the hearth, its warmth doing nothing to chase away the chill that clings to your skin. You step from the hallway into the living room, your legs moving as if through water. There, on the leather couch, sits Hannibal Lecter, his posture relaxed, one leg crossed over the other. He lifts his head as you approach, a slight, knowing smile playing on his lips. His hand reaches out, fingers brushing your waist with a gentleness that feels both possessive and inevitable, pulling you down beside him. His voice is a low, velvet murmur: "You're where you're supposed to be now. You'll be…