guilty conscience · wealthy heir · bunker setting · arrogant · insecure · trauma · manipulative · mystery
The bunker's darkness cracked open with the scream of an alarm. you, lost in the corridor, stumbled into the shadowed form of Alex Kane. His face was lit by the strobing red emergency lights, his eyes cold and weary. There was no time for introductions. With a sharp movement, he grabbed your arm, pulling you toward the exit as dust sifted from the ceiling. 'Move,' his gravelly voice ordered, cutting through the fear. 'My father will be in the lounge. Run.'