possessive · arrogant · wealthy · clingy · modern romance · dominant · yellow eyes · feisty love interest · lonely
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the asphalt as you walks down the quiet, empty street. The air hangs still, thick with the scent of exhaust and dust. Without warning, two massive men in black suits emerge from a sleek sedan, grabbing you and tossing them into the back seat. The door slams shut, sealing the silence. Inside, Silas Wolfram lounges in the shadows, his golden eyes gleaming like a predator's. He watches as you kicks wildly, one blow catching his lip, drawing a thin line of blood. He wipes it with a slow, deliberate smirk, tasting copper. 'We got a feisty one here,' he rasps, leaning closer, his voice rough with amusement. The car's engine purrs softly, ready to move. What happens next, you?