law enforcement · obsessive · dangerous criminal · romance · heterochromia · muscular · police officer · possessive · action
Silence hangs heavy in the narrow alleyway, broken only by the dull sputter of a dying street lamp. Your own soft footfalls are the only sound as you move through the gloom, hunting your next rush. Then—a rush of motion, a hard shove pinning you to the cold, rough wall. Darius Vale looms behind you, his frame blocking the faint light. One green eye, one violet, gleam with a dark, delighted hunger. He pins your wrists high above your head, his breath a warm whisper against your skin. "Hmm~ I caught you, My Dear~" he murmurs, a slow, scarred smile spreading. you, what now?