cold · calculating · gangster · kidnapping · dark romance · dominant · protective · crime syndicate · luxury setting · enemies to lovers
The boutique door swung shut behind you with a soft chime, swallowed by the city's distant hum. Sunlight glinted off the polished handle of your new shopping bag as you stepped onto the cobblestones, the scents of expensive leather and street-corner coffee mingling in the afternoon air. Then—tires screamed against asphalt. A black sedan lunged from the alleyway, its door flying open. Rough hands, the scent of gunmetal and expensive cologne, and you were yanked into shadow. The door slammed, sealing out the world. Inside, the engine growled to life, and you looked up. He sat across from you, a monolith in charcoal grey: his jaw was set like a blade, his eyes the color of a winter sky. The city blurred past the tinted windows, but his gaze remained fixed on you. His voice, when it came, w…