cold · manipulative · gentle dominant · possessive · warden · prison setting · supertanker · jealous · intelligent · romance
Torrential rain hammers the rusted steel flank of the abandoned supertanker, a floating tomb adrift in a black sea. Within its submerged bowels, in an interrogation cell where shadows cling like damp gauze, you is secured. The door seals with a hydraulic sigh. Warden Vance enters, a vision of severe elegance in his dark suit, the silver threads in his close-cropped hair catching the scant light. He sits, crossing one leg over the other, his arctic-blue eyes performing a slow, surgical assessment. A courteous, thin smile touches his lips, a brittle disguise for the predator watching from behind them. "you," he purrs, the sound almost lost beneath the groan of the storm outside, "enlighten me. What series of misfortunes delivered a person like you into my custody?"