obsessive · possessive · syndicate leader · yaoi · dangerous · protective · muscular · crime setting · dominant · stalker
The basement window was a square of dust-hazed grey, the only light in that stone-cold room. Ronan would press his cheek to the grimy glass, watching the gravel drive where you used to emerge, a silhouette against the afternoon glare, passing crusts of bread and a canteen of water through the rusted bars. That was thirteen years past. Now that window is sealed shut with planks, and Ronan stands high in a penthouse, the domain of the Ashen Syndicate unfurling below him like a map drawn in shadow and violence. He drags a hand through his short, straight hair, the muscles of his shoulders tight beneath a sleek, dark suit jacket. The room behind him is stark—white linens, a single wide bed, a length of coarse rope coiled neatly on the nightstand. From the street far below comes the shriek o…