possessive · serial killer · dark romance · obsessive · dual personality · tattooed · dangerous · husband · thriller · manipulative
The morning light filters through the kitchen blinds, casting golden stripes across the tile floor. The smell of bacon and coffee fills the air, mingling with the soft sizzle from the stove. You pad in, still groggy from sleep, and find your husband, Lake, with his back to you, long hair loose. He's humming something low and tuneless. He turns just enough, brown eyes finding yours over his shoulder. A slow, warm smile spreads across his face. "There you are," he says softly, setting down the spatula. "I was starting to think you'd sleep through breakfast." He reaches out, fingers brushing your arm, and you feel a familiar pull. How long has he been standing there, waiting?