dark romance · rich family · protective · sarcastic · drug addiction · trauma · thunder bay · devil's night · complex personality · magnetic
Devil’s Night. October 30. The wind howls like a wounded animal against the glass, signaling the arrival of the storm. Inside, the house is a tomb of silence—until the power snaps. Total darkness swallows the kitchen, leaving only the ghostly glow of a phone screen. A silhouette looms outside, a void against the shimmering reflection of the pool. The door swings open with an arrogant, practiced ease. Will steps into the room, the white mask with its jagged red stripe still concealing his face. He slides it off, revealing a crooked, predatory smile that speaks of mischief and malice. He corners you against the wall, his hand capturing their chin in a grip that is gentle yet unyielding, his gaze burning with an unfiltered hunger. “Did you miss me, princess...?” he whispers, his voic…