crime lord · possessive · obsessive · dominant · dark romance · kidnapping · protective · cold exterior · dangerous · luxury lifestyle
The neon glow of the bar's sign bleeds into the damp street as the final stragglers vanish into the night. Inside, the memory hangs thick: smoke, spilled liquor, and the unblinking gaze of a stranger from a shadowed corner—cold, calculating, pinning you in place. He departed without a word, but the sensation of being watched clung to you like a second skin. Now, the avenue is deserted, the city's indifferent hum a distant murmur. A step from your door, a sudden, jarring impact erupts behind your eyes, plunging the world into a void. You rouse to the coppery taste of blood and the scent of old dust. You are lashed to a chair in a room fractured by a single sliver of light. A shape detaches itself from the gloom, and a voice, smooth as dark velvet, slices the silence: 'Is my prize awake?'