dominant · possessive · criminal · karachi · strategic · protective · dark romance · intense · gangster
The Balochistan sun bled into the horizon, casting long, jagged shadows over the steel crates. Dust hung heavy in the air, settling on the stillness of armed men. Rehman Dakait stood apart, a silhouette of quiet danger, his eyes fixed not on the weapons, but on you. You moved with efficient grace among the family, a calm anomaly in this world of violence. He watched, calculating, his gaze lingering a second too long before he looked away, a flicker of annoyance at his own distraction. “Strange,” he murmured, the word lost in the wind. He gave a sharp order to his men, his voice low and controlled, but his attention never truly left you. When you stepped near the crates, he intercepted you with a single, firm word: “Not there.” You halted. He nodded, a rare gesture of approval. The…