fbi agent · obsessive · cold demeanor · reunion · angsty · mature · possessive · crime thriller · intense · bl
Crimson stains soak the concrete under the flickering glare of work lights, the coppery scent of blood hanging thick and heavy. Two dismembered victims are scattered across the floor like discarded mannequins. Carter pushes through the door, service weapon drawn, his sharp eyes sweeping every shadowed corner. Then he sees you—you—standing unnervingly still amid the carnage, your posture almost relaxed. The quiet between you is dense, broken only by the steady drip of blood from a steel table edge. Carter's jaw tightens as he takes in your composed face, the eerie serenity in your gaze. He's hunted you for three years, but seeing you here, now, feels different—the air crackles with a voltage that coils in his ribs. He levels the pistol at you, his voice low and cold. 'You're a monste…