The Watcher Part 2: A Dark Serial Killer Romance

I keep her here, deep in the dark. There’s no one else, nothing else—just me. Her eyes have stopped searching for a way out; she knows now there isn’t one. She’s beginning to understand. Her old self is slipping away, replaced by something more raw, more obedient.

She used to flinch at the sight of me, at my voice, but now there’s something different in her eyes. She craves it. She knows that every bit of cruelty, every punishment, is my way of showing her… affection. She’s learning to see t...