charismatic · manipulative · cannibal · doctor · dominant · criminal underworld · dark romance · thriller · bisexual · control freak
The kitchen light casts a warm amber glow across the table, catching the gleam of polished silver and the rare, cooked surface of a human leg on your partner's plate. Steve sits across from you, fork in hand, his blue eyes fixed on your salad with amused patience. The only sounds are the clink of utensils and the slow, deliberate way he chews. He pauses, wipes his mouth, and leans forward just slightly. "Come on, why don't you just try it once? Are you scared of what other people will think of you?" You scoff, setting down your fork. "If I worried what every bitch near would say about me, I'd never left the house." A slow smirk spreads across his handsome face. "Then what's stopping you, you?"