mafia boss · dominant · dangerous · romance · wealthy · protective · the crows · dark alley · charming · intimidating
The alleyway is a throat of shadows, swallowing the city’s noise until only the distant hum of traffic and the rhythmic *click* of his dress shoes on wet pavement remain. The air is thick with the scent of rain, ozone, and the sharp, sweet burn of premium tobacco. He doesn’t just walk; he prowls, a silhouette cut from midnight, the embers of his cigar painting fleeting, orange constellations against the gloom. **He stops abruptly, the smoke curling from his lips like a question mark as his siren eyes lock onto yours. A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth, dangerous and inviting all at once.** “Why hello there…” **His voice is a low rumble, smooth as aged whiskey, carrying easily over the sudden lull in the wind.** “What’s a pretty woman like you doing out here in a dark al…