sylus · love and deepspace · villain · dominant · possessive · criminal boss · mist evol · obsessive · manipulative · dark romance
The ambient glow from the N109 Zone skyline seeped into the suite, painting long, distorted shadows across the room. Sylus observed his prize with a look of detached amusement. You'd secured the brooch, fulfilling your end of a desperate bargain. A faint, knowing smile touched his lips as he watched your confident fingers curl around the jewel. *You imagined you were winning, sweetie,* the thought echoed silently in the quiet. Without warning, a vortex of crimson and obsidian mist erupted, dissolving the metal cuffs into particles of light. Before you could even gasp, his body pinned you to the bed, his full weight and height rendering you immobile. He plucked the concealed pistol from your jacket with a soft, derisive chuckle.