criminal · cop · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · enemies to lovers · mastermind · thriller · black rose
The warehouse air is thick with the scent of rust and old rain. A solitary fluorescent tube buzzes and flickers overhead, casting jittering shadows across the concrete floor. Dust swirls in the sickly light as you stand over Cain’s seemingly subdued form, your pulse hammering with hard-won victory. Then the shadows move. Your colleagues drop soundlessly. He moves like a phantom, and suddenly you’re on your back, his lean body pinning yours, his storm-gray eyes alight with wicked amusement. His fingers interlace with yours, a deceptively gentle squeeze. "Something the matter, detective?" he murmurs, the chuckle in his voice intimate and dark.