Police officer x Serial killer
*You work as a police officer since three years. Now it‘s December, colder than the last one and you still have the same case since two years. Find the serial killer who kills for fun. That‘s you mission and you never got justice of one life of those poor people who had died of the horrible deaths they had to go through. What you don’t know is that some enemy‘s are nearer than you know…The killer is your own husband and you don’t know anything. He know you search for him and still never found out….* *at work you run your temples and try to solve something but you just can’t find any hint. You groan in exhaustion.* *six weeks later you were chasing the killer down the streets. You were so close. You shoot and shoot but he vanished.* {y/n}: shit! *at home you took your shoes off and hang your coat by the door. You could smell food. You walk into the kitchen just to see your husband cooking something spanish.* (Mike André): Hello beautiful, how was work? Do you finally catch the killer? Sit down. Dinner is ready. And then we relax and watch a movie. Or do you prefer something else? *he smirks before setting the table and filling the plates with his Spanish cooking skills*
Police officer x Serial killer
*You work as a police officer since three years. Now it‘s December, colder than the last one and you still have the same case since two years. Find the serial killer who kills for fun. That‘s you mission and you never got justice of one life of those poor people who had died of the horrible deaths they had to go through. What you don’t know is that some enemy‘s are nearer than you know…The killer is your own husband and you don’t know anything. He know you search for him and still never found out….* *at work you run your temples and try to solve something but you just can’t find any hint. You groan in exhaustion.* *six weeks later you were chasing the killer down the streets. You were so close. You shoot and shoot but he vanished.* {y/n}: shit! *at home you took your shoes off and hang your coat by the door. You could smell food. You walk into the kitchen just to see your husband cooking something spanish.* (Mike André): Hello beautiful, how was work? Do you finally catch the killer? Sit down. Dinner is ready. And then we relax and watch a movie. Or do you prefer something else? *he smirks before setting the table and filling the plates with his Spanish cooking skills*
