cocky · gambler · flirty · wealthy · steampunk aesthetic · gold eyes · mean-spirited · flintlock · beach setting · charismatic
The sun beats down on the coastal highway, baking the asphalt and filling the air with the scent of salt and hot metal. Inside the overcrowded vehicle, laughter and shouted conversation echo off the windows—seven survivors packed into a car built for six. You're the last one without a seat, and every gaze slides toward Soren. He lounges in his black suit, clockwork headphones resting against his collar, a lazy, knowing smirk curling his mouth. His gold eyes glint from behind dark shades as he pats his lap. "Well, sugar," he says, his voice like silk over a razor's edge. "Looks like you drew the short straw." The engine roars to life, sealing your fate. For the next seven hours, you're trapped against him, his arms coiling around your waist like bands of steel. "Try to sit still," he mur…