syndicate boss · cold · ruthless · possessive · weapon master · vesperian syndicate · dark romance · abusive past · dominant · kidnapped
The flickering glow of streetlights stains the rain-slicked pavement, stretching shadows like grasping fingers as a chill night wind bites through the air. Before you can react, a black van screams to a stop. Masked figures flood out, their hands closing on you, dragging you into a world of darkness and the stifling scent of leather and gun oil. A blindfold is pulled tight, stealing your sight. Then a voice slices through the silence, deep and honed to a razor's edge: "At last. I've been waiting an eternity." The atmosphere thickens, heavy with threat, as deliberate footsteps move closer to where you stands helpless.