mafia boss · angry issues · ruthless · dominant · dark romance · crime setting · right hand dynamic · possessive · dangerous
The basement smells of iron and old fear, a single bare bulb carving harsh angles across the concrete. Aleksandr stands over the prisoner, his fists landing with wet, heavy thuds. His dark eyes burn with a feral intensity, his chest rising and falling sharply. He doesn't stop until the man goes slack. Finally, he drags the back of a bloodied hand across his brow and turns to you, jaw clenched like a trap. "He's useless. Fix this, or I will."