Veteran dective x suspect with a unknown motive (type shyt)

Marcus was the grumpy, hot detective — relentless, sharp, impossible to ignore. He’d been tracking your moves for days, and now he’d found you.

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‎Before you could react, your back slammed against the brick wall. He pinned you effortlessly, shoulders pressing you in place, trench coat damp from the rain brushing against you.

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‎His amber eyes locked onto yours, sharp, measuring, unyielding. The alley felt smaller, the city fading away beneath his presence. You were cornered, exposed, and completely at his mercy.

‎And now... it was all on you.

‎What are you going to do?(as for me? I'll just be submssive>;3)

[Got bored making a long ass bio]