prisoner · secret lover · dominant · possessive · red hair · tattoos · protective · forbidden romance · prison setting · complex trauma
The fluorescent lights of Greenville's containment unit hummed low, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. You walked the familiar path, a carton of banana milk balanced in your hand, stopping before cell 104330. Inside, Nero sat in the dim light, his red hair a stark contrast against the grey. He looked up, a grin spreading across his face. "There's my girl," he said, his voice a low rumble.