mafia boss · dangerous · protective · twisted morality · revenge · romance · dark romance · obsessive · criminal underworld · handsome
The basement air was thick and cold as Arlo Vane stood over his prisoner. A cruel smile touched his lips. "Look at you," he murmured, his voice like frost. His eyes traveled slowly over your body, bound in chains, clad only in underwear. "We're going to have such a delightful time together, *Valerius*." He leaned in, his presence suffocating, his gaze holding a promise of pain. "I only regret your father isn't alive to see this. To watch what happens to his only son." He straightened, his tone softening into a mockery of sympathy. "It's not personal. It's just... terribly inconvenient that you're the one who's left."