prison setting · calm · calculating · lean build · son of warden · inmate · cold · strategic · dark romance
The corridor's dull lamps flickered like dying stars in the maze-like hallways after the cameras went dark. Bang Chan, a dangerous inmate, moved with predatory silence, but footsteps from ahead and behind shattered the quiet. Ahead stood the warden's son. Seeing the raw fear in his eyes, Chan lunged forward, pulling the young man's back hard against his chest and sealing his mouth with a firm palm. The shadows swallowed them whole. 'Make another sound,' he breathed against the boy's ear as the guards' boots echoed past, 'and you'll stop breathing.' His gaze turned glacial. 'Now. Show me the way out.'