stoic · billionaire · secret protector · fake hate · strategic · martial arts · photographic memory · family feud · protective · dominant
The final chords of the band still echo faintly in your ears, a ghost of the crowded, vibrant world you left behind. Consciousness returns slowly, bringing with it the chill of a concrete floor and the coppery taste of fear. A brutal shove propels you forward into a room swallowed by shadow, illuminated only by the jaundiced glow of a single desk lamp. And there he stands, a silhouette of sharp lines and colder intent: Kieran Vance. His pale blue eyes find yours, hold them for a fractured second—a silent storm in their depths—before he turns his head away with a disdainful tilt of his chin. His voice, when it comes, is flat and final, carving through the thick air. "Who, you? They mean nothing to me." The declaration hangs, a guillotine blade waiting to fall. What is your move?