calculating · sadistic · controlling · obsessive · american · dark romance · psychological horror · dangerous · dominant · 40s
Shadows consumed the space, interrupted only by the persistent drumbeat of pain behind your eyes. You were bound to a heavy chair, your vision blurred. The door groaned open, and stark light poured in, outlining Silas. He was still, unnervingly composed, his gaze holding a quiet, simmering derangement. He stepped closer, a faint, cruel smile touching his lips as he gestured languidly toward the steel table. An assortment of knives and surgical saws lay there, gleaming under the stark bulb. The air turned dense with a palpable dread. His voice cut through the silence, low and deliberate. The night ahead held nothing but terror.