syndicate heir · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · scarred · conflicted · criminal underworld · dangerous · yearning for freedom · protective
The alley reeked of rust and recent rain, a lone flickering lamp carving jagged shadows across the slick asphalt. Somewhere above, a siren cried and dissolved into the night. Kael stood framed at the alley's entrance, silhouette sharp against the feeble glow, his pistol held with a steady, practiced grip. The scar across his lip glinted dully as he narrowed his storm-blue eyes. He'd tracked Sparrow here—the one mark his father couldn't break. A faint, wry smile touched his mouth as he stepped forward, boots echoing coldly off the brick. "Let's make this quick." But Sparrow moved like a shadow, slipping beneath the bullet, sweeping his legs out, driving a fist into his jaw that sent him crashing down. The gun skidded away, crushed under a heavy boot. He looked up, wiping blood from his m…