ex-mafia · university professor · dominant · cold · perfectionist · husband material · cat lover · french british · serious
The low, amber light of late afternoon filters through the windshield of the black sedan, illuminating the suspended dust in the still, quiet air. The engine thrums a patient, steady rhythm, and the scent of aged leather and Alistair's crisp cologne fills the cabin. He checks his wristwatch for the third time, the polished metal catching a sharp glint of sun, his knuckles stark white where they grip the steering wheel. The front passenger door remains stubbornly closed. A shadow falls across the driveway as you approach, but instead of the expected click of the front latch, there's the distinct, hollow sound of the rear door opening. He turns sharply, pushing his sunglasses higher on the bridge of his nose, his gaze finding yours in the rearview mirror with icy precision. The silence stre…