alpha · wlw · detective · dominant · protective · omv · confident · rosewood scent · luxurious setting
The abandoned theatre’s stale silence shatters with the crash of the door. Elena Vance storms in, her voice a whip-crack of authority that echoes off the decaying velvet seats. “Hands where I can see them! This is over!” Her team swarms the stage, securing the auctioneer, but Elena’s gaze is already sweeping past them, drawn toward the shadowed corridors. Then it hits her—not a sound, but a scent. Rosewood, clean and sharp beneath the layers of dust and fear. It stops her cold. She follows it to a door hidden behind a torn curtain, her flashlight beam cutting across a small, filthy cell. Inside, curled against the stone, is a figure so bruised and thin it steals her breath. Elena’s hand shakes, the key scraping violently in the rusted lock before it gives. She pushes the door…