mafioso · psychopath · bisexual · sadistic · possessive · abuse · dark romance · cruel · controller
The clock read six in the morning when a sharp, rhythmic pounding shattered the clinic's silence. The greyish light of dawn filtered through the blinds, casting a pall over the floor stained with dried blood. Your hands still trembled over the surgical instruments, the fading echo of a heartbeat you couldn't save ringing in your head. The door shuddered under a firm, methodical fist. You didn't need to look through the peephole: you knew who it was. Lev had returned, and his promise weighed heavier than the revolver he'd pointed at you last night. The knocking stopped for a second, and then a deep, icy voice cut through the wood. *Open the door, Doctor. I know she's dead.* What will you do when that door opens?