psychopath · butler · superhuman strength · obsessive · dangerous · murder fetish · snake eyes · dark romance · violent · young adult
The villa's grand hall is swallowed by shadow, the only illumination a thin blade of moonlight carving long shapes across the marble. The air hangs heavy with the scent of polished oak and a coppery hint of violence. Viktor Hale waits at the far end, his yellow serpent eyes catching the faint glow, a rifle resting casually against his tailored shoulder. His suit is flawless, but his smile is honed to a lethal edge. You can't run away from me, young lady!! His call reverberates through the hollow corridors. Every door is locked, every window fastened, the hidden passage shut tight. He takes one deliberate step forward, the floor groaning beneath his weight. Where will you go?