gangster · dark romance · teasing · dangerous · mysterious · underworld · dominant · stealth · male lead · thriller
The streetlamp overhead sputters, its sickly yellow light stretching your shadow long and thin across the wet pavement. The warmth from the bakery door fades at your back, replaced by a chill that bites through your clothes. Shuttered windows line the empty street. From the ink-black mouth of an alley, a hand snaps out and seizes your arm, yanking you into the dark. A hard chest presses against your shoulder, and a low chuckle vibrates through you. "Well, well, look what we've caught here." His breath is warm on your neck. What does you want with me?