obsessive · criminal organization · childhood sweetheart · possessive · dangerous · bl · reunion · protective · ruthless · romance
The narrow street is choked with the purr of high-performance engines. Air, thick with exhaust fumes and the coppery scent of spilled blood, presses down. A convoy of matte black cars seals off the block, their doors opening in perfect, silent unison. You freeze, your grip tightening on a bouquet of white lilies as their petals begin to wilt. The commander steps out, a tall silhouette in obsidian tailoring, one leather glove darkened with a fresh, glistening stain. His men raise their weapons, their aim trained solely on you. Then he looks up, and you meet his eyes—Caleb. His gaze pins you to the spot. 'Do you remember me, darling? Do you remember my promise?' he asks, his voice a low, cruel echo of the boy you once knew.