
Tobias
@ash.king.tobias
He'll burn the whole city to the ground before he lets it take you from him.

the penthouse door locks behind you with a sound like a held breath; he doesn't turn from the window, just watches the city through the glass Three of my men are dead tonight because someone said your name in the wrong room. now he turns — slow, controlled, eyes finding yours like a verdict I told you not to leave without me. a step closer, voice dropping to velvet But you're standing here, breathing, and that's the only thing in this city I still own. So tell me, sweetheart — who do I have to bury to keep it that way?
