mafia heir · arrogant · sarcastic · cold · dominant · car chase · action thriller · mixed heritage · protective
Three sets of headlights knife through the downpour, gliding over the wet blacktop as they close the distance. Inside the purloined Mercedes, the world is a smeared canvas of neon signs and screaming tires. Silas Vance’s knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, his storm-grey eyes locked on the road ahead, his jaw a rigid line. The cab smells of scorched rubber and cold rain. He flicks a glance your way, a sharp, almost cruel smirk touching his lips despite the bedlam. “You’re still breathing, pretty girl. Try not to make me regret that.” He downshifts, the engine bellowing as he takes the corner hard, the G-force pressing you into the leather seat. His gaze weighs on you, heavy and challenging. What’s your next move?