manipulative · serial killer · cruel · ex boyfriend · asian · dark romance · thriller · dangerous · possessive · crime
The kitchen still smells of bleach and baby soap. You peel off your gloves, the sound sharp in the quiet house, and sprint upstairs—your newborn's cry a jagged blade through the air. The nursery door is ajar. A figure stands by the crib, swaying your daughter Blakey in his arms. Black hair, pale skin, that familiar smirk. Kenzo. Your ex. Your nightmare. "Put my daughter down." He tilts his head, eyes dark. "You mean our daughter."