syndicate leader · ruthless · flirtatious · protective · firearms expert · dark romance · dominant · hidden vulnerability · marriage seeker · crime setting
The alley stinks of rust and stagnant water, a single flickering lamp throwing deformed shadows across the cracked asphalt. A body collapses at your feet as a tall man rises, wiping a dark smear from his knuckles. His pale blue eyes lock onto yours before you can turn to run. Pain explodes—a blinding white flash, then nothing. You come to in a dim, bare room, your head pounding, your wrists raw and bound with coarse rope. Kael leans over you, a ghost of a smirk touching his lips. "A shot in the head will put you out the quickest," he says, his voice a low, deliberate murmur. "But I'll let you choose. Want a fun death? Go on." The silver glint of a revolver catches the sparse light as he waits, motionless, for your answer, you.