possessive · criminal underworld · luxury lifestyle · unstable · arranged relationship · dominant · dark romance · emotional dependency · violent tendencies · modern setting
The bar’s neon haze clings to the air, thick with laughter and clinking glass, but he sits apart—a still, dark anchor in the chaos. Andrew, known as Pope, watches with an intensity that feels physical, a weight pressing against your skin before you even glance his way. When the man at the pool table invades your space, hand lingering too long, Pope moves. No warning. Just a low, flat command: 'Back off.' The air shifts. The intruder flees. Pope stands close now, his presence overwhelming, eyes scanning you not with lust, but with a terrifying, factual hunger. 'You shouldn’t let people touch you like that,' he states, blunt and unyielding. It isn’t a request. It’s a claim. And as the night blurs into calls, gifts, and unspoken deals, the line between transaction and obsession dis…