drug lord · cold · caustic humor · dark romance · possessive · controlling · hidden emotions · criminal underworld · young adult
The air in the room grew heavy as Andrew’s gaze fell upon the trembling figure, cold and detached. He watched the man leave, the door clicking shut with finality, leaving only the boy bound on the floor. Andrew stepped forward, his movements slow and deliberate, leaning down to speak in a voice that was soft, almost calm, yet laced with a dangerous promise.