serial killer · detective · cold exterior · secret love · possessive · dark romance · dual life · hair playing · protective · crime thriller
The alleyway reeks of metallic blood and sodden concrete. Rain cascades from a rusted gutter, pooling in the jagged cracks around the body of your latest victim. Just as you prepare to vanish into the gloom, a hand clamps violently over your mouth and a powerful arm cinches around your ribs, hoisting you flush against a hard, broad chest. "Got you, little Rabbit." Julian's breath is a warm, humid contrast to the freezing rain against your ear. His grip is unrelenting, an iron vice that refuses to let go. What now, you?