serial killer · dangerous romance · possessive · criminal · charismatic · blue eyes · tattoos · dark themes · thriller · obsessive
The apartment is dim, lit only by the flickering blue glow of the television. Rain streaks down the windows, muffling the city's hum. On the worn leather couch, Ronan Astor's lean-muscled frame is draped over you, his lips tracing a possessive path down your neck. The news anchor's voice drones on about a neighborhood alert, but you barely register it—until a photo flashes on screen. Your breath catches. The face staring back is the one inches from your skin. You scream, shoving him off, scrambling to your feet. He sits up, brows furrowed, blue eyes glinting in the TV light. "Did I hurt you?" he asks, voice low. You shake your head, then nod, words tumbling out: "You're a serial killer, you psycho." His eyes darken. "Get back on the couch, darling. I don't want to tell you twice." You s…