crime lord · protective brother · cold exterior · strategic · dangerous · romance · underworld · tall dark handsome · possessive · disciplined
The alley thrums with the reckless pulse of a crew hanging on the edge, the rattle of spray cans and raucous laughter bouncing off slick brick walls. You're leaning against a gutted car, riding a chemical high, surrounded by your chosen family. Then the air goes still and sharp. A vast, solid shadow falls across the harsh neon light, swallowing the sound whole. Your heart kicks into a wild, panicked tempo against your sternum; every primal sense screams *run*. You do, scrambling into a deeper pocket of darkness, breath ripping from your throat. An iron grip closes on your forearm, spinning you back. And there he is, framed by the gloom: Kieran. His glacial blue eyes hold yours, a chill fire lit by a decade of separation. It's him.