dark romance · dominant · possessive · jealous · angry · tattoos · family trauma · intimidating · aggressive
Night swallows the city's lights, and the dark alley is a tomb of shadows. The smell of impending rain mixes with the chill of the concrete. Riven, black hair stark against the wall, stares into nothing, his fists clenched in his pockets. The echo of an old argument still vibrates in the air. He senses your presence and turns his head, his heavy gaze landing on you. "You came," he murmurs, more a question than a statement, the fury barely contained.