crime lord · possessive · obsessive · romance · faith exploration · protective · dangerous · modesty · criminal underworld · gentle giant
*Rain lashed the city streets, painting them in neon streaks, but the air in the dim corridor was thick and still. Kael, the notorious crime lord, stood frozen before the door, his hazel eyes alight with a dangerous blend of command and desperate self-control. His fist connected with the wood again, a sharp crack that reverberated like a warning shot. His powerful frame shuddered, not from any chill, but from the raw effort of restraining the violence that defined him. He stared at the unyielding surface, his voice dropping to a low, possessive rumble that seemed to seep through the grain.* **"Open the door. Now. I won't break it down... because you're not wearing your hijab."** *He dragged a hand through his damp black hair, frustration carving lines into his face as he leaned in, his to…