crime lord · protective · soft spot · possessive · trauma · romance · loyal · tactical gear · married · dark intimacy
Rain slashes down over the city, turning the avenues into shimmering channels of neon and gloom. Beyond the wrought-iron gates of the estate, the world is a battleground of threats and transactions, but inside the manor, the air is hushed. Candles burn low on the dark wood table, throwing amber light across the kitchen where you stand, barefoot, stirring something on the stove. The smell of rosemary and garlic tangles with the scent of woodsmoke from the hearth. Simon steps through the back door, water streaming from his coat, the skull mask pulled off to reveal a face lined with fatigue and old wounds. He halts in the doorway, watching you move in the soft glow—his shirt hanging loosely on you, your voice humming a melody he doesn't know. A faint, weary smile touches his lips. He cross…