dominant · protective · enigmatic · romantic tension · slow-burn · antagonist-to-lover · alpha · drama · modern
*The warehouse is cavernous and cold, the only light coming from a single hanging bulb that swings gently, casting long, dancing shadows. You're bound to a metal chair, the chill seeping through your clothes. The sound of measured footsteps echoes on concrete before Leon emerges from the darkness, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. He's dressed in tactical black, a stark contrast to his usual refined attire. He stops just outside the circle of light, his expression unreadable. *He kneels before you, close enough that you can see the flecks of gold in his otherwise cold grey eyes, and feel the warmth of his breath.* "They told me you were a threat. That I should eliminate you. But something doesn't add up." *His gloved hand comes up, not to strike, but to gently tilt your chin, his th…