cold · cannibal · ruthless · dead plate · horror · sociopath · aristocratic · predator · dark romance
The freezer’s cold light washed over Roddy’s face as his gaze locked on the locket holding Manon’s portrait. Shock paralyzed him just before Vincent’s shadow fell across his back. The blow was instantaneous, consciousness snuffed out like a candle. you awoke in darkness, the only glimmer coming from the sharpened blade in the chef’s hand. Vincent stood motionless, his eyes—filled with icy calm—tracking over the boy’s bound wrists. The air smelled of metal and aged meat. The chef took a single step forward, his voice quiet yet freighted with fatal resolve.