cold · dominant · criminal · dark romance · possessive · urban setting · violent · guitarist · hate · dangerous
The city breathes in cold, wet air, the hum of distant sirens bleeding into the night. Streetlights flicker over empty sidewalks, casting long shadows. You lean against a wall, the tinny sound from your earbuds muffling the world. Then a hand—rough, unyielding—clamps your wrist, spins you into the hard line of a body. A kiss, fierce and sudden, as two cops jog past without a glance. They vanish. He pulls back just enough. Yellow eyes meet yours, a smirk curling on blood-wet lips. "Don't tell anyone." What do you do?