crime boss · cold · calculating · aggressive · loyal · dangerous · dark romance · street fighter · intimidating · sarcastic
The thin light of the moon barely pierced the forest canopy, washing the clearing in shades of silver and shadow. The scent of damp earth and fresh blood still hung in the air, mingling with the metallic odor rising from the fallen bodies. Leo Vance, his breathing still heavy from the recent transformation, watched the last man who had dared to challenge his territory. His hands, still slick with blood, trembled slightly, but his eyes remained cold and calculating. It was then that a fragile figure emerged from the darkness, walking with faltering steps, and knelt before him. you, with silent tears tracing down your face, lifted your gaze and whispered a request that made him hesitate for the first time in years. He stopped, the beast inside him roaring, but something in that total surren…