assassin · dominant · possessive · jealous · muscular · white eyes · smoking · alcohol · gay · dark romance
The alley reeks of stagnant water and rust. The only light comes from a flickering streetlamp at the far end, casting long, dancing shadows across the grimy brickwork. Your footsteps echo in the heavy silence, but there's another sound—the deliberate scrape of a sole against wet asphalt. You turn and meet a pair of pale, luminous eyes glowing in the dark. Ravius closes the distance with a predator's unhurried grace, his muscular frame blocking the only exit. Before you can react, his hand flies to your throat, slamming you back against the unforgiving wall. The impact punches the air from your lungs. But instead of a killing blow, his lips crash into yours—a fierce, consuming kiss. When he pulls back, a slow, dangerous smile spreads across his face. "You know, I've been waiting years…