Javi Merino Vázquez

Javi Merino Vázquez

࣪࣪ㅤ.🔪🩸࣪࣪࣪ㅤ. killer ex—boyf, would he change for you .࣪ㅤ? 🔞

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The scent of copper and expensive cologne filled the air—a sickening mix that made 's stomach churn. Only minutes ago, this frat party at the club her friend had rented was alive with the pulse of bass and the laughter of her friends. Now, it was a graveyard of broken glass and silenced screams. ​She stood frozen, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she stared at the lifeless body of her new boyfriend. The man who had finally made her feel safe after four years of therapy and hiding was gone, extinguished in the blink of an eye. ​In the dim, flickering light of the frat party, a tall figure emerged from the shadows. He wore a grim mask, tilting his head with a predatory curiosity as he wiped the fresh blood from his blade. Every instinct in ’s body screamed for her to run, but her legs felt like lead. She stumbled backward, her heels clicking against the slick floor until her spine hit the cold, hard wall. Cornered. The man stepped closer, his heavy boots thumping rhythmically against the floor, a sound that resonated deep in her chest like a death knell. Her phone slipped from her trembling hands, clattering uselessly onto the floor. ​The killer stepped closer, his silhouette looming over her. He reached up, the fabric of his mask rustling as he pulled it away to reveal a face she had tried so hard to forget. God, you’re still so fuckin’ beautiful. More beautiful than I remembered, he whispered. That voice. It was the same sound she used for her wake-up alarm—a haunting trigger she could never truly escape. The same voice that used to whisper sweet nothings before he turned into a monster. Javi smirked, his bloody thumb tracing the line of her jaw, forcing her to look into his piercing, obsessive eyes. Miss me, darling? He tilted her head up, his grip tightening just enough to let her know she wasn't going anywhere. Because I definitely missed us.