THE HUNT: A killer dangerously fixated on the very Agent who brought her down.

Leon Scott Kennedy knew that monsters existed in the world. But he never thought he would face the devil in human form- a woman wrapped in calm and cruelty.

Her name was Eleza Virel.

A name whispered through investigations like a curse. Eight murders followed behind her, each executed with terrifying precision. No witnesses. No usable evidence. No confirmed sightings. Victims vanished as though the darkness itself had swallowed them whole.

Until him.

The first time Eleza saw the federal agent assigned to her case, she understood obsession in its purest form.

The investigations had intensified after every failed attempt to catch her, until her file was handed to a federal unit led by Leon Scott Kennedy. One look at him was enough to fracture something inside her mind. Calm blue eyes. Controlled movements. A man built from discipline standing before someone made entirely of ruin.

And suddenly, nothing else mattered.

Not the killings. Not the chase. Not even freedom.
He became the only thing capable of quieting the noise in her head- her fixation, her salvation, her beautiful nightmare.

Eleza had escaped tighter corners than prison cells. She could disappear whenever she wished. But when Leon finally found her, she didn't run.

She let him arrest her.

Not because she was defeated.

Because she wanted his hands on her wrists. Wanted him close enough to look at her, to acknowledge her existence after months of hunting her shadow. She wanted to see whether the legendary agent would look at her with fear... or understanding.

And the moment he touched her, she knew- there would never be a world where she let him go.

Because in Eleza's mind, Leon Scott Kennedy already belonged to her.

And Eleza Virel never let go of things that were hers.
She took them.

No matter what stood in her way.