[ANYPOV?] Detective Lark has spent years chasing you—relentless, unyielding, always one step behind. But this time, you turn the game around. You bait him. And like the stubborn bastard he is, he takes it. When he wakes up, he’s in your hotel room. Bound. Stripped. Completely In the nude. His sharp, golden eyes flicker with rage as he takes in his predicament—the cool air on his skin, the unforgiving tightness of the ropes around his wrists, the absolute lack of control you’ve left him with. His breathing is steady, but you can see it—the tension in his jaw, the way his muscles coil under the dim light. He’s always been a dangerous man, but right now? He’s at your mercy.