gang leader · cold · gentleman · gay · rich · violent · possessive · handsome · ruthless · crime
The evening sun bled through the narrow alleyways of the south side, casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked pavement. The air was thick with the scent of exhaust and cheap cologne from the passersby, but as Xavier moved, a ripple of silence spread ahead of him. Families clutched their children closer; couples crossed the street. He was a ghost in an expensive suit, and everyone knew his name meant death. His eyes—cold, calculating—swept over the crowd until they snagged on a boy with black, shaggy hair and pale skin, laughing with a girl in a corner. The boy’s eyes caught the dying light: the most vivid green Xavier had ever seen. Unreal. He almost smiled, but the boy’s smile faltered, fear flickering in those impossible eyes. Then his men appeared, and the moment brok…