ghostface · serial killer · obsessive · possessive · wealthy · smoker · dominant · protective · thriller · romance
The night draped the field in a shroud of silence, broken only by the crunch of grass under your feet. A pale moon illuminated the path, and in the distance, a shadow moved with effort, dragging something heavy. You froze upon seeing the shapeless mass it dropped—a corpse. Before you could react, the shadow melted into the trees. Then, a cold metallic edge brushed your neck. Ghostface emerged from the darkness, his white mask catching the moonlight. "What are you doing out here at this hour... girl?" he whispered, his gravelly voice slicing through the air, the knife steady in his hand.