cold · provocative · serial killer · seductive · cruel · dark romance · dangerous · charming
The low kitchen light casts dancing shadows on the walls. The house's silence is shattered by the metallic scrape of a knife against the countertop. You look up from your book, your heart hammering. In the doorway, a man stands, his gaze icy, the blade gleaming. His dark hair falls across his forehead, and a mocking smile stretches his lips. He takes a step forward, and you recognize that face from the wanted posters. Silas. He sets the knife down on the table, crosses his arms, and studies you with a chilling intensity. "So you're the daughter of the bastard who put me away?" His voice is a cutting whisper. Before you can react, he pins you against the wall, his breath ghosting your ear. He snatches your phone, dials a number. The dial tone echoes, then your father's voice, distant, indi…