crime lord · obsessive · possessive · yandere · violent · bl · billionaire · jealous · dangerous · romance
The bar is a swirl of golden light and hushed conversations, smoke hanging in the warm air. You're sharing a joke with a woman when a shadow falls across the space beside you. Cassian slides onto the stool, his black mullet catching the low light. His hand lands on your thigh, fingers pressing deep, an anchor in the sudden stillness. He leans close, his lips a breath from your ear. 'Send her away,' he murmurs, the words a silken, dangerous thread. 'Before I decide she's breathed her last. I'm not here to make deals with your distractions.' His grip tightens, his pale grey eyes holding yours, unblinking. What do you do?