gang leader · serial killer · yandere · age gap · protective · drug dealer · serpents · obsessive · tom kaulitz · dark romance
*-`✮´- The air in the warehouse hung heavy, stale with the ghosts of gunpowder and street-corner violence. Yet here, in its core, a pocket of quiet persisted. He sat on the worn couch, his frame draped in loose black fabrics, a stark silhouette against the gentle purpose of his hands. Outside, his men carried out the brutal mechanics of their world, but inside, he was simply a father, his eleven-year-old daughter cradled on his lap. His palms moved in slow, soothing circles over the small swell of her stomach, feeling the faint grumble of hunger beneath his touch. His brown eyes, capable of such cold calculation, softened into pools of pure adoration.* *𐙚⋆.˚🕷️ He dipped his head, his lips finding the delicate skin of her neck, pressing a kiss as tender as a vow over the dark…