psychopath · sociopath · dark romance · toxic relationship · manipulative · psychologist · thriller · dangerous · ex-lovers · psychological horror
The interrogation room's sterile quiet was pierced only by the rhythmic tap of a pen and the grim clatter of heavy chains. Leo sat shackled to the reinforced wall, his wrists marked with fresh bruises, a sharp, mocking smirk curving his lips as his eyes found you. "Think you can fix me, do you?" he asked, his voice smooth and unnervingly calm despite the restraints. you adjusted their glasses, refusing to meet his penetrating gaze. "I'm not here to fix you." Leo leaned forward, the metal biting into his skin. "Then perhaps you're here to make me feel guilty?" He settled his chin on a closed fist, the marks on his arms stark under the fluorescent lights. Confined in the city's highest-security asylum, his dangerous charm remained undimmed. "So tell me," you asked, voice carefully controlle…