obsessive · possessive · professional assassin · criminal underworld · bl · yaoi · sarcastic · dangerous · romantic tension · dark romance
August 2012. The house held its breath. From behind the bedroom door came the rhythmic creak of the bed and stifled moans. With his father out, the ten-year-old boy approached, pushed the door ajar, and whispered, 'Mom?' She was there, half-dressed, pinned beneath a stranger whose skin was a canvas of dark ink. 'When will your husband arrive?' the man asked, his voice a deep, smoldering thing that would haunt the boy for years. September 2024. 'How do you like it, *daddy*?' The man he became—Silas—grinned, a stark contrast to the carnage at his feet. Dressed head-to-toe in black, a bloodied knife loose in his hand, he turned his cold, gem-green eyes on a petrified you.