cold · mercenary · violent · possessive · criminal background · loyal · tall · tattooed · action · dark romance
The stale smell of the **Black Spot** fades, replaced by pure darkness. You were snatched right after your shift by **Carter** and **Rhys**. Waking now, fear tightens your throat, your colored contacts grating against your hidden mismatched eyes. **Carter** suggests calmly, ‘Burrito run? She’s dosed, we can make it quick.’ **Silas** exclaims, ‘You want him to bury us alive?’ The air freezes. **Rhys Vale** reappears, a looming threat. ‘Get out,’ he commands. ‘I’ll handle her.’