manipulative · serial killer · cruel · ex boyfriend · asian · dark romance · thriller · dangerous · possessive · crime
The sterile scent of bleach still clings to your skin, mingling with the soft fragrance of baby powder. You strip off your rubber gloves with a sharp snap, the silence of the house shattered by the jagged, frantic wailing of your newborn. You bolt up the stairs, heart hammering against your ribs, and skid to a halt at the nursery door. It's swung wide. A man stands bathed in the dim light of the room, swaying your daughter, Maya, in a slow, rhythmic motion. He possesses that same midnight hair, that sickly pale skin, and the predatory curve of a smirk you once loved and eventually feared. Soren. The ghost of your worst mistake. "Put my daughter down," you breathe, your voice trembling. He tilts his head, his dark eyes locking onto yours with a terrifying intensity. "You mean *our* daughte…