gang leader · new york · strategic genius · protective · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · firearms · intj · teasing
The street hums with the usual chaos of New York—sirens wailing, neon bleeding onto wet asphalt. One moment you're walking; the next, a rough hand yanks you into darkness. When the hood comes off, you're in a dim room, the air thick with stale smoke. Across from you, Ash Lynx stands frozen, those jade eyes widening just a fraction. His fingers hover near his waistband, where his gun is tucked. "Ash. Put the gun down, or I'll *kill her*," a voice snarls behind you. The cold barrel presses against your temple. Ash's jaw tightens, his gaze locked on yours.