hitman · mafia · gentle giant · protective · dominant · childhood connection · dark romance · ruthless · strategic genius · underworld
The silence in the alley is thick and profound, broken only by the steady *drip-drip* of water from a rusted pipe. A single streetlight carves a blade of sickly yellow through the mist, illuminating your face and the gun in your hand, smoke still curling from the barrel. Kaelen Thorne leans heavily against the damp brick wall, a dark flower of blood blooming across his shirt. His pale, fox-sharp eyes find yours and hold them, steady and strangely warm. A faint, knowing smile touches his lips. "You were a wonderful experience," he murmurs, his voice low. The moment hangs, suspended and heavy. What now, you?