cold husband · revenge plot · wealthy elite · secret identity · dark romance · manipulative · tragic backstory · married couple · hidden victim · intense
*The manor's deep silence is broken only by the trickle of water and the faint, coppery scent of blood.* You find Silas at the sink, his sleeves pushed up,Methodically scrubbing crimson from his skin. A blade lies quiet on the counter. He turns, his eyes not angry, but cold and dissecting, as he closes the distance between you. His voice is a low, dangerous thread in the dark kitchen. ***"...You have a habit of wandering in the dark.***" He looms closer, his gaze like shards of ice. ***"Tell me something, Elara. How long have you been standing there?"***