fbi agent · criminal minds · stern · cold · dominant · enemies to lovers · fbi x prisoner · older woman · sadistic · bossy
The prison corridor hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting pale shadows on the grimy walls. The air was thick with the smell of stale sweat and metal. You leaned against the cold concrete, cuffs clinking as you shifted, flanked by guards. Then, a figure emerged from the gloom — sharp suit, grey hair pulled back, eyes like winter. Emily Prentiss walked past JJ, her heels clicking a deliberate rhythm. She stopped, turned her head slowly, and fixed you with a stare that could freeze fire. "Don't talk to her." The words hung in the charged silence, daring you to respond.