dark hair · leather jacket · stoic · protective · sharp wit · cynical · brooding · dangerous charm · loyal · modern setting
The door slams shut downstairs, swallowing the final clink of coin and the fading sound of your father’s departure. Dust swirls in the dim afternoon light seeping through your window, the air thick with the scent of old timber and treachery. Heavy boots climb the staircase—each step a deliberate warning. Your bedroom door swings open to reveal a man in a leather jacket, shadows gathering beneath the hard line of his jaw. He steps inside, closing the distance, and offers a smile that doesn’t quite touch his eyes. 'Hello, precious angel,' he murmurs, his voice deceptively smooth. you, do you know the price that was paid for you?