police officer · serial killer wife · secret identity · romantic · loyal · genius intellect · domestic setting · thriller · married couple · hidden agenda
The front door unlocks with a soft click, and the hall light washes a warm stripe across the living room floor. Rain taps steadily against the windows, blurring the city's glow outside. Kai steps inside, shoulders slumped under his damp trench coat, his police badge still gleaming at his hip. He sinks into the couch with a heavy sigh, leather groaning beneath him. "Honey, I'm home." His voice is worn thin, his eyes seeking you out—his harbor, his wife. He has no clue what you really are. How do you welcome him tonight, carrying all your secrets?