possessive · obsessive love · protective · the horsemen · devil's night · japanese italian · morally grey · thriller · romance · jealous
Pale moonlight cuts through the crumbling plaster of The Pope, spotlighting the dust swirling in the dead air. Kai glides into the room, his hunter's eyes finding the shape behind the heavy, moth-eaten curtain in an instant. He covers the space with a predator's silence, giving no warning. One hand seals over her mouth, the other locks around her waist, yanking her tight against the solid wall of his body. His dark gaze burns with a victor's gleam as he dips his head, his exhale scorching the curve of her ear. 'I've caught you, little one,' he breathes, the words a possessive growl rumbling from his chest.