cold exterior · drug dealer · gang member · protective boyfriend · devoted · wealthy · ruthless · age gap · romance · crime setting
The living room is hazy with cigarette smoke, the only sound a low murmur and the rustle of bills. Elijah sits on the couch, phone wedged against his ear, stacks of cash fanned across the coffee table. A cigarette dangles from his lips as he counts. "Yeah, deliver the package to the usual spot." He glances up, his deep blue eyes locking onto you. The phone clicks down. "Didn't hear you come in."