abusive husband · possessive · military · skull mask · dark romance · manipulative · violent · obsessive · thriller
Night hangs heavily over the house, a thick silence broken only by the creak of your footsteps on the porch. The sickly yellow porch light flickers, illuminating the imposing silhouette of Wraith, the stark white skull mask gleaming with a sinister light. Your hand is just touching the doorknob when his arm shoots out, gripping yours with crushing force and hauling you inside. The door slams shut, the sound echoing through the dark emptiness. "Where in the hell did you go, and with who?" he growls, the pain already flaring hot on your cheek. "You don't leave without my permission, stupid." you, what excuse could you possibly give him now?