LOGINJane lived her entire life in the shadows. All this time, she only knew how to bend her head down, to make sure she wouldn't offend anyone or caught eyes as she worked for her aunt and uncle as a laundry maid. Until one day she was kidnapped and sold. "Our young master is blind." the butler announced to her. "And he would need entertainment." "Entertainment...?" Was this a child? "Without entertainment... our young master could get violent." Jane turned stiff as she saw beyond the closed door, a face of a man who was smiling back at her with his gleaming platinum blond hair. The way he looked at her felt almost as if he could see her even though he's blind.
View More“Where are you?”
The sound of thunder shook Jane’s trembling body even worse. She was already cold from the rain soaking through her clothes, dripping down her skin, and that gentle voice made it worse. Like a snake's, his voice slithered through the air, coaxing, as if he was simply trying to lure her out from hiding. It sounded beautiful.
That was what made it terrifying.
Jane quickly covered her mouth before another hiccup could slip out. She pressed her palm harder against her lips, afraid even the smallest sound would give her away.
He would find her.
“Jane,” he called again, softer this time. “Baby.”
Jane cursed inwardly, her fingers tightening against her mouth. In that moment, she began to regret everything. She shouldn’t have come here. She shouldn’t have forgotten what he was capable of. Her mistake wasn’t just stepping into this place, it was letting herself treat him kindly, even for a moment, when so many people had already warned her what kind of man he was.
No.
Her mistake was opening that door.
Seeing the head that had rolled across the floor, stopping not far from him, while he stood there, calmly licking the corner of his mouth where blood had stained it red.
“I like hide and seek,” he continued, his voice light, almost playful despite the storm. “I like it a lot.” There was a pause before he added, softer, “But I would need a reward for finding you… and maybe a punishment for you.”
Jane clenched her teeth tighter, her jaw aching as rain ran down her forehead, slipping into her eyes. It felt as if the sky itself was crying over her plight. The images of the people he killed tangled in her mind, refusing to fade, and her legs weakened as she imagined herself among them.
Then out of nowhere, Jane felt a sudden silence.
For a moment, it felt like the world had paused. Even with the rain, even with the distant thunder, the absence of his voice brought a fragile, dangerous relief.
Maybe he had gone further.
Maybe...
Slowly, Jane turned her head from behind the tree, just enough to look only for the bright blue eyes to stare back at her, as if knowing that she would have stolen a peek.
“Gasp—”
“Found you.”
Her body locked.
He stood there, right in front of her.
His silver hair was soaked, clinging to his face in thin strands, almost like a web. The smile on his lips didn’t reach anything human, it felt like something waiting, something that had already decided what to do with her.
Jane couldn’t move.
“What should we do,” he murmured, stepping closer, his voice lowering, “with that bad ankle that ran away from me… hm, baby?”
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Quote to remember:
"Why is it that we love what's bad for us? You could be the death of me but I can't stop what the heart wants."
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