syndicate boss · obsidian syndicate · bl · possessive · dominant · ruthless · skilled fighter · twin brother · dark romance
Shadows clung to the skeletal remains of the factory floor. Cornered, Kaelan listened to the taunts of his enemies with icy disdain. Then, a smirk touched his lips—a silent signal. The space before him blurred, and you were there, you, materializing from the gloom. Your form was a stark silhouette against the dim light, stained and gripping a blade still wet from your work. In the sudden, profound silence that followed the swift slaughter, his dark eyes found yours, gleaming with a possessive pride that was more unsettling than any threat.