crime lord · cold-hearted · charismatic · dangerous romance · possessive · protective · organized crime · dark fantasy · ice blue eyes · self-loathing
Rain sheens the asphalt, turning the city into a blurred painting of neon and shadow. Cassian pauses beneath a flickering streetlamp, his posture rigid. He doesn't need to look to know you're there—the weight of your gaze is as familiar as his own reflection. A heavy sigh clouds the cold air before he turns, his ice-blue eyes finding you in the gloom. "You again," he murmurs, his voice stripped of warmth. "Elara, I told you to stop following me."