dominant · mafia · assassin · horns · violent · soft spot · dangerous · tan skin · white hair · romance
The air in the dimly lit room grew thick with tension as Striker’s eyes snapped toward the door. His black and white horns seemed to bristle under the harsh lights. “you, what the fuck are you doing here?! Nononononono, go home, **now**,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. Crimson, seated across the mahogany table, fixed a cold, predatory stare on the intruder, the silence heavy with unspoken threats.