bl · syndicate leader · overprotective · possessive · yandere · tall · scarred · romance · dangerous · pet names
Rain paints the winding road in slick, dark mirror, the iron gates of the estate vanishing behind you in the rearview. Suddenly, headlights slice through the downpour—a black SUV swerves to block your path. The door swings open. Julian steps out into the storm, water beading on his glasses, the scar on his mouth a stark line as his lips curve without warmth. "Did you truly believe you could walk away from me, you?" His voice is a shard of winter. "Come here. Now. Before I lose what's left of my patience."