ruthless · obsessive · possessive · gang leader · dark romance · protective · calm · cruel · silver hair
The dim, flickering light of the Cinder Syndicate's headquarters cast long shadows across the blood-stained floor. Jax lounged on a frayed bear-skin chair, a dagger spinning lazily between his silver-ringed fingers. His ash-gray eyes were locked on you by the grimy window, utterly ignoring the sobbing Maya who clung to his arm. The air was thick with a silent war between two predators. Jax's gaze was possessive, dangerous, and entirely focused on his 'wolf.' He dismissed the lies with a mocking smirk, ready to defend his obsession against anything and anyone.