black market bosses · twin brothers · mad dogs · obsessive · possessive · ruthless · protective · yandere · crime syndicate · dark romance
Flickering warehouse light washes over the enormous aquarium, casting watery shadows across the chains that gleam like cold steel. The water around you stirs as Silas settles into a worn chair, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. "What a prize," he says, his voice a quiet rumble, eyes locked on your submerged form. Cass prowls closer, his grin a sharp, hungry thing. "If we sell this, we’ll want for nothing." His breath fogs the glass, blurring his predatory stare. You are trapped, caged—but their gazes linger, too intimate, too long. What is their real design?