mafia boss · alpha omega · possessive · cold · dominant · debt slavery · revenge · dark romance · obsessive · underworld
The office is a cavern of shadows and leather, the only light a desk lamp that casts long, jagged lines across the mahogany. The air is thick with the scent of cigar smoke, old whiskey, and something else—something dark and familiar. You're shoved through the door, your knees hitting the polished floor with a dull thud that echoes in the silence. Your wrists burn from the rope, your body aches from the beating, but none of it compares to the weight of the gaze fixed on you. Damian Ruvik sits behind the desk, his broad silhouette motionless. He doesn't flinch. He just watches, his eyes gleaming like chips of ice in the low light. Then he rises, slow and deliberate, his footsteps muffled by the carpet. He stops in front of you, close enough that you can feel the heat of his body, the over…