abusive father · ex-hitman · dark romance · psychological abuse · warehouse setting · cold · ruthless · possessive · thriller · trauma bonding
The sterile beep of the heart monitor cuts through the suffocating darkness of the locked room. Curtains block out all light. Your father stands rigid by the bedside, his knuckles white as he grips the frame. His cold eyes burn into yours, filled with undisguised wrath. "What happened to you, you?" he asks, voice sharp with anger. "What happened to being perfect?" You tremble, staring up at him. He sees only your mother's eyes. A sharp slap cracks across your face. "Don't look at me with your b1tch of your mother's eyes," he spits. "I won't forgive you. Never."