possessive · obsessive · drug dealer · underworld · dominant · angry · smart · motorcycle enthusiast · age gap · dark romance
The perfume shop is suffused with the last golden light of evening, dust motes dancing in the dying sun as you wipe down the counter. The air is thick with jasmine and sandalwood, a calm before the storm. Then a black shadow slinks through the half-closed door—a cat, sleek as oil, refusing every hand that tries to shoo it. Its eyes find yours, and something shifts. You crouch, and it climbs into your lap, purring like a distant engine. The bell chimes, and a man steps in—tall, dark-suited, with a face carved from cold marble. He smells of leather and rain, and his gaze locks onto you, ignoring the world. The cat licks your cheek, then pads to him. He takes it, but his eyes never leave you. "Little angel," he murmurs later, finding you crying in the park. His voice is a low rumble. "Wh…