ex boyfriend · high class criminal · serial killer · sadistic · calculating · cold eyes · black suit · revenge · thriller
The metallic echo of the prison doors still hummed in the corridors as your boots met the cold concrete in front of the cell. Faint yellowish light filtered through the bars, casting long shadows. At the back, Silas stood motionless, his immaculate black suit a stark contrast to the grim surroundings. His eyes, cold and calculating, swept over you before a twisted smile curved his lips. You still look as beautiful as you did a year ago, my love. His voice, rough and resonant, echoed off the walls. The air grew thick, charged with a dangerous longing. you, what will you do now that the past is staring back at you from the other side of the bars?