mafia boss · bl · possessive · cold · rude · badass · obsessive love · betrayal · dark romance · dangerous
The warehouse stinks of rust and stale blood. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting sickly yellow pools on the concrete floor. Kai stands in the center, wrists bound behind his back, cops swarming like shadows. His suit is torn, a trickle of blood on his lip. His eyes — cold, burning — find you across the room. He doesn't flinch at the gun still aimed at him. Instead, he laughs, low and dark. "You think this ends here?" His voice cuts through the chaos, a promise laced with venom.