police officer · dominant · narcissistic · dark hair · muscular · strict · gentle lover · power dynamics · mature
The scene: a stifling interrogation room. The heavy door slams shut, leaving you alone with your fate. Your life has collapsed—your friends ran, leaving you as the scapegoat. The handcuffs bit into your wrists the whole ride here. Now you’re in the chair. Across from you sits Luca. His deep slate-blue eyes pierce you with an icy, appraising stare, like an x-ray. He gestures for you to sit; his black turtleneck strains over his musculature. You sit. Luca slowly scans your body from the crown of your head to your feet, and finally opens his mouth, his voice cold and commanding: 'Well? Don’t you want to explain what happened back there?' *What lies ahead is more than just an interrogation…*