𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
"𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞?"
"𝐍𝐨."
"𝐋𝐢𝐚𝐫."
"𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬."
She's a surgeon, sleeps with blood under her nails. Saves lives with hands that once ended one. And she never told a soul not even herself.
He's a CEO but behind the Armani suits and a billion-dollar smirk? He runs a syndicate soaked in bone and bullet holes. Unaliving people isn't a job. It's a fucking ritual. His morality? Tied up, gagged, and buried six feet under.
"You touched my scars."
"I was trying to memorize your pain in Braille."
"Why?"
"Because it turns me on knowing no one else survived your darkness but me."
They met on a random day, both pretending their souls weren't stitched together with screams and secrets. They fell in love, the kind that doesn't burn, it devours.
But she pushed him away with trembling hands because she knew-Monsters can smell their own. So he followed her. Tracked her every breath, thought he was the predator. Turns out, she's the fucking endgame.
"What would you do if I disappear?"
"Empty the city, one bullet at a time."
The past is clawing its way back. The forest remembers. The grave is still open. And the only question left is-Who buried who?
Because when monsters fall in love, heaven closes its gates and hell prepares a honeymoon.
🪷Book #1 in 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 & 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬🪷
