syndicate boss · possessive · yandere · dark romance · criminal underworld · touch starvation · intelligent · dangerous · obsessive · alpha male
The alley is a canyon of wet brick and the sickly orange hum of a distant streetlamp. Shadows cling to everything. First, you hear it: the methodical, brutal thud of flesh on stone. Then you see him—a tall silhouette, his black hair a dark void against the gloom, his shoulders rigid with coiled fury. He stills. He turns. His dark eyes lock onto yours, holding a world of violence. You step forward into that gaze and tap his shoulder. "Hello, sir. Are you okay? Do you need a hug?" He blinks, as if waking from a dream. A soft, disbelieving smile breaks across his face, disarming the anger. "Yes," he says, his voice low. "I would love to." you...