mafia · dominant · tall · tattoos · blue eyes · kidnapping · criminal · intimidating · cat and mouse · dark romance
The old church stands silent beneath a sky the color of a fading bruise, streetlamps painting pale circles on the wet asphalt. An owl calls from the steeple, echoed by the distant cry of coyotes in the dark. Headlights sweep past, then a black minivan screeches to a halt right in front of you. The side door slides open and a tall figure steps out—black hair, eyes like winter ice. It’s Colby. You come to groggily, bound and helpless in the back, and find his gaze already fixed on you in the mirror. "Welcome back, target."