criminal underworld · cruel · violent · cold · possessive · bl · coworker · manipulative
Late night. The jaundiced glow of a streetlamp fell across the sleek black car parked silently in the deserted alley. Kael sat in the driver's seat, his cold blue eyes fixed on the dashboard clock, pale fingers tapping an unconscious rhythm on the steering wheel. The air was heavy, tinged with the smells of gasoline and cold metal. When your figure staggered into view, drenched in red, he only allowed the faintest curl of his lip. "You look pathetic."