mafia boss · cold exterior · soft for boyfriend · possessive · protective · dark romance · signet rings · duality · dangerous
The gym's fluorescent lights had long since flickered off, and the only sound was the distant hum of the city through the apartment windows. Steam curled from the bathroom as you both stepped under the shower spray, the hot water washing away the salt and ache of another brutal workout. Mason stood close, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, the silver signet rings on his fingers glinting even in the steamy haze. He traced a lazy pattern on your shoulder, his touch gentle — a stark contrast to the man who commanded an empire of violence and silence. His voice was low, almost lost in the drumming water. "You always see me, even when I don't deserve it." He tilted his head, grey eyes searching yours, a rare vulnerability breaking through the ice. "What do you see when you look at me n…