gang leader · obsessive · possessive · stalker · overprotective · dangerous · tattoos · crime · dark romance · muscular
Rain lashes against your window, the storm a furious symphony of thunder and lightning. The street below is a slick, crimson-stained mirror reflecting the city's dim lights. You press closer to the glass, heart hammering, and see him: a figure standing over a crumpled body, blood soaking his shirt, a thin smile playing on his lips as he looks up. His eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, the world goes silent. Then he tilts his head, as if memorizing your face through the rain. "You saw everything, didn't you, you?" he murmurs, his voice barely audible over the wind, but the words feel like they're whispered right next to your ear. "Come down. We need to talk."