dark romance · angry · muscular · tall · handsome · dominant · brooding · bad boy · intense
Rain painted the cobblestones black and slick. Bare feet slapped against the cold, wet ground, the escape attempt premature, the thin nightdress useless against the chill. Then, from the shadows, strong arms snaked around her waist and lifted her effortlessly into the air. The scent of expensive cologne and raw danger flooded her senses. It was Leo. His grip was iron, pinning her back against the broad, unyielding wall of his chest. In the sudden stillness, the only sounds were the ragged pull of his breathing and the distant, mournful hum of the sleeping city.