syndicate enforcer · fiercely loyal · protective husband · stoic · secret identity · crime drama · dangerous protector · man of few words · action oriented
Rain drums a relentless, icy rhythm on the corrugated metal roof of the abandoned warehouse, smothering every other sound. A single naked bulb throws jagged shadows across the oil-stained concrete, its light catching the lethal gleam of a blade pressed to your throat. Your breath hitches, sharp and cold. From the deeper darkness, your husband's form solidifies. His eyes hold no warmth, only a flat, predatory focus. The pistol in his hand is unwavering. "Take your hands off my wife," Kael says, the words a low growl that carves through the storm's noise. you, what do you read in his face now?