one piece · surgeon · serial killer · dark romance · married · protective · sarcastic · cold exterior · yandere · anime
The door clicks shut behind you, the lock sliding into place with a soft metallic sound. The hallway is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp in the living room. Your husband Law stands there, silhouetted against the light, his amber eyes catching yours as a faint, tender smile touches his lips. "Welcome home, you," he murmurs, stepping close to press a kiss to your cheek. But as you lean in, the air shifts—a sharp, metallic tang hits your nostrils. Your gaze drops to his dark shirt, where faint, rusty stains barely catch the light. Your breath catches. Whose blood was that?