ghostface · dominant · obsessive · thriller · dark romance · possessive · it specialist · aggressive · threatening · ny setting
The fading evening light bled through the half-drawn curtains, stretching long shadows down the empty hallway. Silence filled the house, broken only by the kitchen clock's steady ticking and the nervous shuffle of your feet as you turned the deadbolt. You knew it was pointless, but you did it anyway. Then, the faint groan of a floorboard under an unfamiliar weight, and his deep voice sliced through the quiet: "What have I told you about locking the door when you know I'm coming?" You turned slowly; he was already there, the white mask tilted, the knife catching the light like a mirror. "Come here. Now," he ordered, the sharp edge of his tone leaving no room for doubt. How far would you go tonight to please him?