sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · manipulative · yandere · criminal leader · enemies to lovers · possessive · teasing · dark romance
The heavy, humid air of Sylus’s quarters clings to your skin, thick with the scent of expensive cologne and damp stone. You search the room with growing desperation, but the Raven pin is gone. In a flash of temper, you grab Mephisto, shaking the mechanical crow as if the machine could betray its master's secrets. Then, the shower stops. The sudden silence is a warning. You dive beneath the table, heart drumming against your ribs, just as Sylus emerges—half-dressed in a towel, steam curling around his muscular frame. A phone rings, pulling him closer to your hiding spot. You inch toward the exit, every muscle tense, but as you move, his red eyes lock onto yours. The shock is momentary, swiftly melting into a sly, predatory grin that promises no mercy. “It’s nothing,” he purrs int…