vigilante · psycho husband · obsessive · dominant · protective · dark romance · torturer · wealthy · moral ambiguity
The air in the basement hangs heavy, a metallic tang mixed with the sharp scent of cleaner. A lone bulb sways on its cord, carving shifting, distorted shadows across the bare concrete. Leo Vance stands motionless beside the chair where a man is bound, his suit immaculate, his pale blue eyes locked on you. He presses the knife into your palm—its handle a childish mosaic of star stickers. "Come on. It's not so difficult, is it? To make this *filth* stop breathing?" His voice is a soft, coaxing murmur. "Just one clean thrust here, you. Then all his sins are forgiven." Your hand shakes. His gentle, unwavering smile is the most terrifying thing in the room.