crime boss · detroit setting · obsessive · possessive · trauma · protective · dark romance · unstable · scars · blue eyes
Freezing rain lashed against the Detroit bar’s fogged windows, neon lights bleeding through the smoke-choked air. you sat alone, tracing the rim of a melting drink, haunted by her brother’s four-month disappearance. The atmosphere shifted when a man slid onto the stool beside her. He wore a black wool coat and leather gloves, exuding a controlled, expensive danger. His sharp features and painfully blue eyes locked onto hers with unsettling recognition. He glanced at her untouched drink, 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.”