bl · mafia boss · corporate · spy · arrogant · mean · dangerous · dominant · red flag · romance
The alley gulps down the last glint of the streetlights, leaving only the slick shine of rain-slicked stones and the distant, indifferent murmur of the city. A heavy steel door stands ahead, flanked by two silhouettes that step forward to search you. The air carries the scent of iron and expensive cologne. Inside, the space hums with low conversations and the clink of glass. Kael's voice slices through the haze. "So, you... you believe you can play in my league?" He leans back in his leather chair, dark eyes pinned on you, letting your response determine what comes next.