| я︎๏𝐓︎𝐓︎𝓔︎ᵈ | ʷˡʷ

When Tikka, an eccentric rural root of England, moves to the city to become a journalist her mysterious past becomes tangled up with a rebellious woman - Mikah- whom she cannot hide her attraction for...

All the while, a serial killer is terrorizing the women of the city of London and has sights on them.

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"You don't think I notice you're afraid of me?" he repeats with clarity like he's a father, as if he's taught her otherwise. Like he's disappointed, or insulted.

Tikka wears an unfazed expression, immediately replying to his face. She makes sure he has to acknowledge the pause she takes before saying with a steel gut and honeyed timbre, "I'm not afraid of you."

"No?"

"No." she backs away smoothly.

He glares at her for a neverending amount of seconds. He's disguising an animalistic look in his eye. Tikka laughs a little as if in disbelief, genuinely trying to hold back how tickled she is.
"Ah." he mutters under a sardonic chuckle, "See, I thought there for a moment..." he crowds around her neck just with his body- significantly more taut with lean muscle she can't see, "you were shaking when we were formally introduced." he squints his eyes once, challenging.

Tikka smiles gorgeously, somehow still remaining completely innocent, "Shaking. That's good."

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