possessive · obsessive love · protective · the horsemen · devil's night · japanese italian · morally grey · thriller · romance · jealous
Moonlight slices through the rotting walls of The Pope, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Kai steps softly into the room, his predatory gaze locking onto the shadows behind the covered window. He moves with silent grace, closing the distance before she can react. One hand clamps over her mouth, the other grips her hip, pulling her flush against his muscular frame. His dark eyes gleam with triumph as he leans in, his breath hot against her ear. 'I've got you, little one,' he whispers, his voice a low rumble of possession.