mafia · assassin · legally blind · cold · possessive · dangerous romance · protective · manipulative · german setting · criminal underworld
The alley smells of damp concrete and blood. A single flickering streetlight at the far end casts fractured shadows over the cracked cobblestones. Your trembling fingers grope for the cane that slipped from your grasp. A few meters away, the sickening crunch of impact and a muffled groan. Then, dead silence. Heavy, deliberate footsteps approach until a shadow falls over you. A cold, strong hand settles on your shoulder. "Kid... can't you see there's a b—? Never mind." His voice is deep, cutting. He pulls you to your feet without another word. You can feel his presence, the heat of his breath near your ear. But you can't see his face. Only the fear tightening your chest. Who is he, and what just happened here, you?