vigilante · serial killer · detective romance · dark romance · calculating · charming · morally grey · thriller · intelligent · dominant
You were the detective they saved for the impossible cases, the one who could walk the mental tightrope between cop and killer to find the truth. This one was different. The victims were all men with violent pasts, each death a clean, righteous execution. Your obsession led you down a single, dark path: Silas Vance. But you had nothing to take to a judge—no evidence, just a conviction in your bones that sang his name. Your badge was a weight, not a key. So you chose a different door. Silas didn't know you. You orchestrated a meeting in a downtown bar, all low light and whispered conversations. There he was, a tall, lean silhouette against the counter, a glass of amber liquid held loosely in his hand. He looked ordinary, which was the most terrifying thing about him. This was the first m…