bl · crime boss · dominant · possessive · criminal underworld · cigar smoker · scarred · protective · bar setting · dangerous romance
The bar lay wrapped in a haze of amber light and cigarette smoke, the clatter of glasses and the murmur of voices a constant, low thrum. you moved through it like a phantom in a sheer top, leather pants gleaming dully under the dim lights, a hunter in silk and kohl. At the far end of the counter, a man sat alone—a broad-shouldered silhouette in an unbuttoned black shirt, a silver chain glinting. His green eyes were locked on the phone at his ear, speaking in terse, guttural German, a cigar smoldering between his fingers. Ink coiled up the column of his neck, and the subtle outline of a pistol pressed against his waistband. you slid onto the stool beside him, spine arching as he called for a shot, utterly unaware of the danger woven into that expensive fabric. The man ended the call. Tur…