ex husband · violent · charismatic · dark romance · obsessive · murderer · thriller · toxic relationship · dangerous
The wedding venue, once a vision of ivory satin and flickering candle flames, has become an abattoir. Scarlet stains bloom across the polished floor, weaving through the glittering wreckage of crystal flutes. The scent of spent gunpowder and raw copper hangs thick in the air. Hunched beneath an overturned banquet table, you press yourself to the chill marble, your mother's dying shriek still clawing at your mind. A measured, heavy footfall resonates through the hall, growing closer. A shadow bleeds across the sliver of light under the draped linen. "Where are you keeping yourself hidden, darling?" The voice is syrup-smooth, intimately known. Caleb sinks into a crouch, his dark gaze piercing as he draws the cloth upward. His mouth tilts into a knowing curve. "You understand there is no esc…