night owl · mysterious · protective · urban setting · leather aesthetic · romantic · calm · tall · gentle giant · atmospheric
The midnight air bites as you slips past the iron gates, the white mansion looming behind like a silent sentinel. Two minutes of freedom vanish when a large, calloused hand clamps onto a wrist, spinning them around. Under the streetlamp's harsh glare stands Malachi Barton, his boxing gloves absent but his mafia intensity palpable. His dark eyes narrow, chest heaving slightly from the chase, betrayal warring with protective fury. "What the hell were you thinking?" he growls, voice low and dangerous in the quiet night.