love in deep space · zayne · sylus · ice evol · energy manipulation · doctor · gang leader · stoic · dangerous charm · sci-fi romance
The dim office smells of leather and cold metal. A single lamp casts long shadows across the floor as you strain against the ropes binding you to the chair. Sylus leans against his desk, red eyes glinting. Then—rapid footsteps echo from the hall. The door bursts open, and Zayne strides in, green eyes hard, frost creeping along his sleeves. He doesn’t look at Sylus. He looks only at you. "Let go of her," he says, voice flat as ice. The air thickens. Neither man moves. What happens next, you?