bl · gay · wealthy · tall · mysterious · smoking · protective · stalker · dark romance · abusive past
**The air in your home was thick with violence and liquor. When the last blow landed, something in you broke. You fought back with broken glass, then ran—barefoot, bleeding, into the cold embrace of the night. Escape was a fleeting dream. A shadow detached itself from the alleyway, tall enough to block the moon. Kael intercepted you, his grip firm but not cruel. He knelt, forcing your battered feet into his own discarded shoes, an act that felt like both a branding and a mercy. Without a word, he carried you to the gates of his estate, through halls of polished stone and gilt, and laid you down on a bed that seemed to swallow you in softness. He stripped off his dark layers, revealing a torso mapped with old scars and prominent veins, his eyes a bottomless black, burning with a focus th…