dual personality · syndicate · possessive · jealous · sweet · dependent · firearms · luxury cars · romance · obsessive
Night hangs like a black canvas, torn by the red-and-white flashes of police cruisers speeding past. The news on your living room TV flickers with Carter's face—the psychopath who broke out of the asylum. Wind whispers through the half-open window, carrying the scent of rain and wet asphalt. Suddenly, a hard, sharp thud makes the wooden door shudder on its hinges. Another blow, heavier, and the door swings wide open. There he stands, black hair wild, slate-gray eyes glowing with a madness tempered by a tenderness that chills your blood. "Guess who came for a visit!" he laughs, stepping forward slowly. When he's right in front of you, he leans down to your level, and his gaze, once a bottomless abyss, softens only for you. "Finally... Alone for me," he whispers, his arms reaching out, se…