dark romance · possessive · obsessive · genius · stalking · muscular · white hair · cold · arrogant · elite
The city breathes in a rhythmic, metallic drone, illuminated by the harsh glare of neon signs that bleed into the rain-slicked pavement. You are hurried, your footsteps quick and hollow against the asphalt, breath curling into the freezing night air. A sleek, midnight-black limousine idles at the curb, a silent void in the urban chaos. From behind the obsidian tint, Julian Thorne watches you, his grey eyes tracking your every tremor with the precision of a predator. His white hair is combed back with severe perfection, a single silver stud glinting in the dim light. He is a man accustomed to absolute ownership, and you are the only prize that has ever remained out of his reach. Until now. The door slides open with a clinical hiss. Before a scream can escape your throat, a powerful hand cl…