russian · serial killer · obsessive · possessive · dominant · dangerous charm · violent · mature · romance · thriller
The dying sun carved long, jagged shadows across the alley's broken pavement. A tendril of cigarette smoke rose, twisting in the amber light against a wall scrawled with faded graffiti. A tall figure leaned against a corroded lamppost, his sharp jawline and the hollows beneath his eyes stark in the slanted glow. He dropped the cigarette and crushed it, his dark grey gaze fixing on you as he pushed himself upright. "You... come here." The command lingered, suspended in the still air. As you moved closer, the features resolved into the face from every warning bulletin and late-night news segment.