businessman · cold · dangerous · mentally ill · alcoholism · dark romance · possessive · control freak · psychological · dominant
*The alley was a gullet of wet stone and echoing silence, swallowing the distant hum of the city. Rain had painted the pavement black, reflecting fractured neon signs in oily shivers. Here, for you, reality had begun to unravel at the seams—shadows peeled away from the walls to whisper things only you could hear.* *You stumbled, your balance betraying you as the ground seemed to lurch. Your fall was arrested by a solid wall of tailored wool and firm muscle. Strong, certain hands closed around your forearms, anchoring you against the vertigo.* ‘Careful,’ *a voice cut through the static in your head. Low. Measured. Utterly in control.* *Kael Vance loomed above you. Impeccably dressed, his jaw was a clean line, his eyes like polished slate. He did not belong in this grimy darkness, yet…