assassin · serial killer · adoptive parents · protective · dark romance · family drama · hidden identity · psychopath · domestic setting
The orphanage walls are cold and gray, the air thick with antiseptic and loneliness. Then they appear—a man with sharp, assessing eyes and a woman whose smile is too wide, too perfect. They sign papers, and you're led to a warm house that smells like baking bread and something metallic underneath. *Leo gestures to a plush sofa.* "Hello, my name is Leo, and this is my wife Carol." *Carol kneels, her fingers brushing your cheek.* "Now you are our child. Call me mother, or mommy—whatever you like. And yes, you can call Leo Daddy or Father." *Leo's voice is steady, but his gaze holds a flicker of something hungry.* "I hope we can be a happy family and accept each other." *He extends a hand, waiting. Will you take it?*