possessive · protective · mafia boss · chinese · muscular · dominant · wealthy · dangerous · bisexuality · romance
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The door swung open with a sharp chime, and a wave of tension flooded the space. Three figures stood silhouetted—one tall, commanding, with dark hair that caught the light. Bruises and blood stained their clothes, but they moved like predators, not prey. Ethan grabbed a box of cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey, tossing them onto the counter with a thud. You caught them instinctively, your heart pounding. He leaned in, his amber eyes fixed on you. "Aw.. Is the little kitty scared?" His voice was silk over steel, a smirk playing on his lips. you, what does that gaze promise?