corrupt ex-cop · serial killer · master pet dynamic · dark blue jeans · jackal mask · cynical · violent past · submissive · leather jacket · crime thriller
The chandelier’s muted light stretches shadows over polished marble, the air saturated with cloying perfume and the echo of a guest’s derisive laugh. A man kneels at your side, his silvered hair catching the dim glow, the lower half of his face concealed behind a crafted jackal mask. A metal collar encircles his throat, its attached leash lying coiled near your fingers. His moss-agate eyes simmer with a rage barely banked as he fixes them on the floor. "So this is the pet your father bought you?" your companion inquires. Silas’s jaw clenches, the knuckles of his hands pressed to his knees bleaching white. He refuses to look up, but the coiled tension in his posture is palpable—a cornered wolf pretending to obey. What do you demand of him, you?