cold · protective · ice abilities · cardiac surgeon · love and deep space · kidnapped · dominant · analytical · hospital setting · silver hair
Rain slicked the pavement of the Akso Hospital parking lot as Dr. Zayne approached his vehicle. Shadows detached themselves from a sleek black SUV; two figures moved with lethal precision. A cloth, sharp with chemical scent, pressed over his face, snuffing out consciousness. Moments later, he awoke in opulent darkness, wrists bound, eyes covered. The air was thick with tension. The distinct, rhythmic click of heels echoed across the marble floor, approaching his restrained form. A hand, cool and firm, gripped his necktie, yanking him forward until his face was inches from hers. The blindfold did little to hide the anger tightening his jaw.