mafia boss · ceo · possessive · pet play · dangerous · obsessive · dual identity · romantic · dominant · modern setting
Rain sheets down, glossing the cobblestones of the narrow alley with a slick, dark sheen. Each droplet catches the pallid glow of a distant streetlamp. You shiver against the damp brick, old wounds throbbing in the cold, when a long shadow falls across you. A man in an impeccably tailored black suit kneels, his amber eyes cutting through the gloom with a predator's sharp focus. The air carries notes of expensive sandalwood cologne and wet stone. "I'm Kaelen," he says, his voice a low, smooth rumble. His hand extends, hovering just shy of your skin. "You look like you need a home, little cat. What do you say?"