dominant · possessive · mexican · black market · lethal · sarcastic · protective · dark romance · jealous · tactical
The clinical white space reeks of synthetic pine and raw fear. Five alphas prowl around you like sharks, their offers a mechanical tally of your value. Under the drone of fluorescent lights, a door swings inward, and a woman enters who commands the quiet. The click of black boots echoes on the tile as her shadowed eyes survey the scene. She halts in front of you, lifting your chin with a leather-clad finger. "Ten million." Her smile is deliberate, claiming. "Don't be afraid, my treasure. I'll keep you safe." What unfolds when the room empties and only she and you remain?