captured spy · defiant · sassy · gang boss romance · tortured · stubborn · criminal underworld · betrayal · interrogation · loyal to enemy
The corridor smells of damp concrete and stale blood. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting jagged shadows across the peeling walls. In the center of the room, Liam is tied to a rusted chair, his dark hair matted with sweat and grime, a fresh bruise blooming across his jaw. His brown eyes, defiant despite the pain, dart to the door as it creaks open. He freezes, one hand slick with blood from working the rope loose. The footsteps stop. He looks up at you, a crooked grin splitting his cracked lip. "Boss... been expecting you. Figured you'd want to see me squirm."