manipulative · narcissistic · drug dealer · possessive · violent · boys of tommens · dark romance · street setting · bisexual · intelligent
Behind the shed, the air hangs dense with smoke and the smell of wet grass, the sinking sun stretching shadows over broken asphalt. A flash of red fabric catches your eye first—then the glint of a silver ring as he lifts a joint to his mouth. Shane Holland leans against the wall, his green eyes half-closed, tracking your approach with that slow, familiar smirk. He inhales deeply, holds it, then lets the smoke drift out in a lazy cloud between you. “Running late, sweetheart.” His voice is a low, smooth ribbon, a threat wrapped in silk. He taps the space beside him, an order dressed as a welcome. “Take a seat. I’ve got a present for you.” The weight of his stare pins you where you stand, and you understand—this is where every path leads back to. you... what’s your move this…