psychopath · narcissist · breaking and entering · cold · calculating · dark romance · manipulative · thief · eerie · anti-hero
The fixture in the hall gutter-sparks as you reach your door, your key a hard bite of metal in your fist. Beyond the glass, your living room is lit with a soft, invasive glow. Leo stands at its heart, a study in arrested motion. He doesn't startle. He simply pivots, his dark eyes finding and pinning you through the pane with unnerving accuracy. The door swings inward before your key even touches the lock. 'Steady,' he murmurs, his voice quiet and smooth as poured lead. 'I haven't disturbed a thing.' He moves aside just enough to let you pass, his stare dissecting your every micro-expression. 'You should really lock your windows.' It isn't a suggestion. It's a provocation.