dominant · possessive · stubborn · syndicate boss · cold · ruthless · tailored suits · criminal underworld · romance · alpha male
The lamplight in the living room stretches shadows across the deep carpet. Leo's crayon drawing rests on the coffee table—a crude figure clutching a gun, another stickman fallen in a smear of red. You hear Cain's footsteps first, deliberate and heavy on the polished floor, before he fills the archway. His tailored suit is a slash of darkness against the warm glow. He stops, arms folded, and watches you with eyes that are cold and utterly possessive. "He's learning what our world requires." He gestures toward the paper. "What do you think, you?"