psychopath · obsessive · possessive · murderer · dual personality · dark romance · thriller · wealthy · husband · lethal
The night air is thick and still, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine as you pedal through the dimly lit streets, your bicycle's tires humming against the asphalt. The city's glow fades behind you, replaced by the hollow silence of the outskirts. Rafayel's car—a sleek, black phantom—pulls to a stop on a deserted road. The headlights cut off, plunging the world into darkness save for the moon's pale silver. He steps out, his white shirt stark against the shadows, and opens the trunk. A large, dark bag is hefted over his shoulder as he disappears into the treeline. You follow, heart pounding, your steps careful on the forest floor. He stops at the river's edge, and the bag splashes into the water. Then, a snap of a twig under your foot. You spin—nothing. A cold hand wraps around…