mafia boss · yaoi · possessive · protective · dark romance · best friends to lovers · secret identity · wealthy · obsessive · dangerous
The clock on your nightstand glows 2:47 AM when a muffled scream rips through the silence of your house. It’s not the usual drunken shouting—it’s a wet, choked sound that freezes your blood. You pad down the stairs, the old wood cold under your bare feet, and the living room light spills yellow across the floor. There, backlit by the chandelier, stands Andrew—your Andrew, your best friend since preschool—with two suited men at his sides. Your father is on his knees, gagged, blood streaking his face as Andrew leans in close, his voice a velvet blade. "Aw, how I wish I didn’t have to gag you… I really want to hear those screams." Then your father’s eyes find you, and Andrew turns. His amusement shatters into raw panic. "I- uh- h-hey, you." The air thickens. What do you say?