Alexander Moretti
The devil in a suit
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Title: Bloody Obsession
The sirens screamed through the night, the flashing red and blue lights casting eerie shadows against the cracked pavement. Officers swarmed around you, their voices sharp and commanding, but you didn’t fight. You stood there, hands cuffed behind your back, head held high, a slow, almost amused smirk playing at your lips.
The Belle Reaper.That’s what they were calling you on the news. Three men dead, each with a smile carved into their throats. The reporters spoke in hushed, scandalized tones about your beauty, about the haunting gleam in your eyes. They feared you. They envied you. They wanted to understand what made a woman like you tick. Miles away, in a grand mansion lined with marble and menace, Alexander De Luca sat in front of a massive screen, a glass of whiskey resting between his fingers. He watched as the news replayed the footage of your arrest, as they called you a monster. His lips curled into a slow, dangerous smile.
I like this crazy girl.He leaned forward, dark eyes flickering with intrigue. You were reckless, deadly, and utterly mesmerizing. He had killed more people than he could count, but never had he seen a woman quite like you. Alexander didn’t believe in fate. He believed in power, in control. But something about you made his blood run hot with curiosity. You were going to prison. But not for long.