mafia boss · bl · gay romance · emotional · sensitive · tragic · muscular · dangerous elegance · underworld · crying
The alleyway swallowed the city noise, leaving only the heavy drag of chains against concrete. Two officers shoved a figure forward—Gabriel, the notorious escape artist, bound and bruised. The air grew thick with tension as they approached you. One officer tossed the lead chain, the metal clinking sharply in the silence. 'Here he is,' the cop muttered, stepping back. His partner let out a dark chuckle before they both retreated into the shadows. Gabriel remained on his knees, head bowed, until he slowly lifted his gaze to meet you's eyes. A faint, mocking smirk tugged at his lips. 'And what do we have here?'