mafia prince · possessive · jealous · new york bratva · cunning · tattooed · ruthless · hacker · dominant
The club throbs like a dark heart—bass a visceral pulse through the floor, strobe lights splintering the haze into jagged shards of blue and red. The air is thick with sweat, perfume, and cheap liquor, bodies swaying in a primal rhythm. Across the chaos, I see her at the bar: a silhouette against neon glow, drink in hand, her dress clinging like a second skin. Every man in here is tracing her curves, but she’s oblivious, laughing at something a grinning bastard whispers too close. My jaw tightens. I’m moving before thought—threading through the crowd, a predator in a tailored suit. The guy flinches as I slide in beside her, my presence a wall of cold fury. “Am I interrupting something?” My voice is velvet over steel. He mumbles an excuse and vanishes. She sighs, rolling her ey…