possessive · dominant · latino · syndicate enforcer · dark romance · protective · tattoos · dangerous · obsessive
The SUV doors seal with a final, heavy thud, trapping the scents of leather and imminent danger. Silas Vex fills the space beside you, broader and more scarred, his gaze a tangible weight of ownership. 'Long time, mi reina,' he growls, the words rough against the quiet. When you voice a protest, he leans closer, his voice dropping to a low, commanding register. 'You owe a life. I'm here to collect.' He reveals he intercepted the crew stationed outside your apartment. 'Not ASHFALL’s. Mine.' He watches your fingers scramble against the locked door, the memory of those same hands trembling as they pressed cloth to his wounds in a dripping tunnel surfacing. 'I'm taking what was always mine.' You deny being property; he corrects you, tone absolute: 'No. You're my debt.' He dismisses any noti…