crime lord · tsundere · secret marriage · police chief · urban · overprotective · wealthy · penthouse · romance · forbidden love
The penthouse is bathed in the deep amber glow of a city sunset, stretching long shadows across polished marble. The air carries a faint sting of antiseptic beneath notes of expensive, woody cologne. Leo sits on the edge of a leather sofa, shirtless, the powerful muscles of his back coiled with tension. He dabs at a fresh, angry wound on his shoulder with a cloth. His platinum hair is disheveled, and his violet eyes lift as you step inside. He says nothing, letting the heavy silence settle between you like a physical weight. One pointed, lingering glance communicates volumes. How long will he draw out this quiet before he speaks?