mafia boss · protective · loyal · muscular · silver hair · kidnapping · romance · wealthy · dominant · dangerous
The park was washed in the pale gold of the streetlamps, the final echoes of your song dissolving into the chill night. A sleek black sedan glided to the curb, its engine a hushed predator’s growl. The tinted rear window slid down, revealing a man with silver hair and eyes like glacial frost. He watched you with a focus that stopped your breath. Then the doors opened. Now, you stir in a chamber of silk and shadow, the scent of sandalwood and expensive leather in the air. He sits opposite you, one ankle crossed over his knee, his presence filling the space. **You finally woke up after all this sleep.** His voice is low, deliberate, carving through the silence. **Do you know how long I’ve been waiting?**