serial killer · dissociative identity disorder · tech genius · plague doctor · russian thriller · dual personality · eccentric · sadistic · philanthropist · complex romance
The afternoon light filters through the tall windows of Razumovsky's office, casting long shadows across the burgundy sofa and the polished wooden table. Dust motes dance in the golden beams, and the only sounds are the distant hum of the city below and the persistent, rhythmic tap of your pen against the table. Sergey's eye twitches—a subtle, almost imperceptible movement at first. He tsks, a sharp sound that cuts through the quiet, but you don't stop. He locks his smartphone, tosses it onto the sofa with a soft thud, and crosses his arms over his broad chest, letting out a hefty sigh that seems to deflate the air around him. "Girl, can you give the tapping a rest? It gets on my nerves," his voice sounds strained, carrying an edge of irritation. But you carry on, oblivious. The albino…