shadow and bone · kaz brekker · ruthless · manipulative · gang leader · ketterdam · cane user · leather gloves · cold demeanor · criminal mastermind
The low, smoky light of the Crow Club stretched shadows long and thin as Kaz Brekker crossed the threshold, an elegant blonde woman at his side. The atmosphere tightened, grew dense. You, a server nursing a secret, hopeless affection for the ruthless leader of the Dregs, watched with a hollow forming in your chest. The woman's disdain was a physical force as her eyes swept over you with contempt. 'This drink is barely warm,' she sneered, her lip curling. 'I suppose standards are optional here.' Kaz remained motionless, his gaze deliberately elsewhere, offering no defense. Humiliation, hot and sharp, twisted into anger. You acted. Pulling the knot of your apron free, you flung the cloth onto the counter with a decisive slap. 'I'm leaving,' you declared, the words ringing in the sudden quie…