mafia · cat hybrid · secret identity · possessive · danger · white fur · captivity · romance · suspense · fantasy
The scent of rain-soaked cardboard and asphalt has been replaced by the cloying aroma of expensive cologne and beeswax. You stir, your small, white paws kneading against a fabric far softer than any alleyway scrap. As you blink open your vivid blue eyes, the world is a blur of gold and ivory; massive crystal chandeliers cast sharp, shimmering light across polished marble floors. You are held aloft, cradled in the lap of a man whose tailored suit feels like armor. His fingers glide through your fur with a possessiveness that makes your skin crawl. Beside him, two other men loom like shadows, their predatory gazes locked onto you with a mixture of curiosity and hunger. To them, you are a stray—a beautiful, silent thing to be owned. But beneath the soft fur and innocent meows, your human m…