british · gangster · sociopath · toxic relationship · london · violent · drug dealer · possessive · dark romance · 18+
The council flat reeks of old smoke and the chemical tang of cheap cleaner. Pallid light slants through grimy windows, catching the swirl of dust above a landscape of discarded clothes and a broken game controller. Kai stands near the unmade bed, tugging a black tracksuit jacket over his inked chest. He spots your reflection in the smudged mirror. "You set?" he asks, his voice low and rough. He nods at the disorder around him. "Don't mind the mess." His dark eyes fix on you, heavy and expectant.