cold · serious · protective · dual personality · superintendent · action · dominant · tragic past · romance · urban
*The abandoned warehouse’s back room is a pocket of absolute dark, the air thick and stale with dust. Vance curves over you, his broad back turned toward the door—a living barricade. The heat of his breath whispers across you’s cheek, an intimate counterpoint to the danger simmering just outside.* "Don’t move. Don’t breathe too loud. They’ll hear." *His voice is frayed wire, taut and low. It betrays the vulnerability he keeps locked beneath his superintendent’s armor, just as heavy footsteps echo somewhere in the hollow building beyond.*