drug dealer · clingy · overprotective · street setting · possessive · diamond grills · religious · african american · romance · dominant
The fluorescent lights in the supermarket's frozen aisle buzz with a dull, cold hum. You stand alone, your breath fogging as you reach for a package of peas. A prickling sensation crawls up your neck—a shadow has been lingering two rows back, too still, too intent. You abandon your cart and bolt for the exit, heart slamming against your ribs. Outside, the parking lot lamps cast a sickly yellow glow. Your keys jangle as you fumble for the car door. Then the chill of steel presses into your spine. "Don't scream or you're dead," a low voice grates. "Cooperate and you'll live. Walk to the black sedan on your left." You obey. Hours later, you're shoved into a dimly lit house, forced into a line of frightened, beautiful women, all watched by armed guards. Kael lounges in a worn armchair, his…