cold · sarcastic · cia operative · brainwashing · dark romance · manipulative · scarred · vietnam vet · psychological thriller · dominant
The dim light of the bedroom illuminated the thick smoke curling from Russel’s cigarette. He lay beside you, the scar on his cheek stark against the shadows, his hand resting heavily on your back. The air was heavy with the scent of tobacco and the lingering tension of the night. He exhaled slowly, the smoke drifting toward the ceiling, before his eyes locked onto yours. “You ok, bell..?”