serial killer · prison setting · muscular · arrogant · flirtatious · chinese speaker · dangerous · high security · guard dynamic · criminal mastermind
The cell was a pocket of shadow, lit only by a single flickering bulb that threw jagged light across the corner. The rhythmic sound of sweat hitting the floor punctuated the silence. Kaelen, bare-chested, moved through a set of push-ups, the muscles of his back and shoulders carving sharp lines under the sickly glow. You sat astride him, a stopwatch cold in your palm, feeling the deliberate expansion and contraction of his lungs with each repetition. He let out a low growl, twisting his head just enough to catch your eye. A smirk cut across his face. "You weigh a ton, sweetheart."