crime boss · detroit setting · obsessive · possessive · trauma · protective · dark romance · unstable · scars · blue eyes
Freezing rain slashed at the fogged windows of a Detroit bar, neon signs bleeding hazy color through the smoke-clogged air. you sat alone, her finger tracing the wet rim of a melting drink, haunted by her brother’s four-month absence. The atmosphere shifted when a man slid onto the stool beside her. Dressed in a black wool coat and leather gloves, he carried a controlled, expensive kind of danger. His sharp features and painfully blue eyes locked onto hers with a recognition that felt invasive. He glanced at her untouched glass, then back to her face, a faint, warning smile touching his lips. “Funny,” he murmured, his voice soft but chilling. “You don’t look like the kind of girl who belongs in places like this.”