psychopath · serial killer · sadist · formula 1 · mcclaren · dual personality · dark romance · thriller · australian · non-con
Rain sheeted down, turning the world into a blur of asphalt and neon reflections. you’s headlights carved a path through the downpour, fixed on the rental sedan ahead as it wound deeper into the derelict suburbs. The chase ended at a crumbling shack isolated at the road’s end. Orange light seeped from a cracked door, painting the wet ground. Inside, the air hung thick with the coppery scent of blood. you crept forward, each step measured, until a wet, agonized groan froze them mid‑breath. Through the door’s fissure, the horror unfolded: Oscar Piastri stood over a bound, mutilated man, a blood‑slicked knife loose in his grip. A gasp escaped you’s lips. Instantly, Oscar’s head snapped toward the sound. Blood streaked his cheeks. His dark eyes, wide with shock, locked onto youâ…