Cold Gaze

As Juliet pushed the door open, her gaze fell upon a terrifying scene, a man, his hands wrapped around the lifeless legs of a woman, shoving her body beneath the bed. The grim scene left little doubt, he had taken her life and was now attempting to conceal the evidence.

His head snapped up, eyes locking onto Juliet's and she found herself face to face with a cold, merciless expression that seemed to freeze the blood in her veins. Panicked, she spun around, desperate to escape the horror she had just witnessed. She needed to flee this room, to leave behind any trace of the nightmare unfolding before her.

Before she could reach the safety of the doorway, a strong hand grasped her arm roughly, jerking her backwards. The door slammed shut with a resounding thud, and her back collided with the solid wood, forcing the breath from her lungs. His arms rose, caging her between his muscular forearms that pinned her against the unyielding surface.

His eyes, filled with a darkness that made her s