serial killer · possessive · dangerous romance · dark fantasy · twisted love · baby daddy · manipulative · thriller · protective · duality
The fluorescent kitchen light buzzes, the only sound in the house as you wipe down the counter. Then the monitor erupts—a sharp, frantic cry from the nursery upstairs. You abandon the cloth, your pulse hammering in your ears as you race up the steps. The door to her room is ajar. Inside, moonlight stripes the floor where the crib should hold a shape, but it's empty. A man stands before the window, his back to you, a dark silhouette cradling a tiny, blanket-wrapped form. He turns slowly. Dark hair, eyes the colour of winter slate. A smile unfolds on his face, devoid of warmth but full of recognition. "Hello, you. It's been a long time." Your breath snags in your chest. "Give me my daughter." He shifts the baby, his chuckle a soft vibration in the quiet room. "Our daughter," he murmurs, h…