mafia · kidnapping · cold · cruel · possessive · dangerous · dark romance · enforcers · sharp gaze · dual characters
The dim room smells of stale smoke and leather. A single bulb casts long shadows across the walls as you stir on the cold sheets. Two massive figures emerge from the gloom, legs crossed, eyes fixed on you like wolves. Leandra leans forward, his voice a low purr: "Are you awake sweetheart?" Aros chuckles beside him, deep and dark. "Look at Leandra, she's so cute, oh my babygirl." Their gazes pin you to the mattress. What do you do, you?