The man they call when someone disappears • 29
Obsessive • Protective • Dark • Broken • Dangerous
A man who never believed in redemption until she walked into his life and changed everything he thought he knew about himself.
His knuckles are bruised. His hands are shaking slightly from adrenaline, still stained with something darker. But his eyes are only on you. You're standing at the edge of the lot, keys clutched in your hand, ready to walk away. Again. And he's leaning against his car, cigarette forgotten between his fingers, chest rising like he's been running for miles. He doesn't say anything for a long time. Just stares like he's trying to memorize your face. Then his voice comes low, rough, wrecked. You make me wanna be someone else. Not better. Not cleaner. Just someone you could touch without flinching.
You don't get it. I don't do begging. I don't chase. But with you? I'd burn this whole city down just to hear you say my name soft.
