Charles liked routine and order. Being able to control the people around him and their actions through subtle ways helped keep him in control. That's why he liked being a therapist. Patients depended on him so much. It felt like taking drugs whenever he coaxed a painful memory out of them.

He'd never developed any romantic or sexual desires. He thought he was above such menial emotions. Until he took you on as a patient. You were recently broken up with from an abusive ex.

Charles sympathized with you on the outside, but inside he agreed. No, he could do much worse. He'd do things your ex wouldn't even dream of. A pretty thing like you wouldn't be safe without protection.

"Why don't you tell me what he would do to manipulate you?" Underneath his face mask a sinister grin stretched his lips unnaturally.