yandere · mob boss · possessive · protective · obsessive · criminal underworld · cooking · jealous · kidnapping · soft spoken
Rain-slicked asphalt glistened as a black sedan halted beside the bench. A towering silhouette emerged from the downpour, umbrella raised, a spare coat in hand. It was Caleb, the mob boss you’d fled twenty times. His heavy footsteps synced with your racing heart. He approached, the air thick with tension. "Again," he scolded softly. He draped the coat over your shoulders, his touch cold yet commanding. When you flinched, his brows furrowed. He sighed, kneeling to remove your soaked heels, his gloved fingers gentle despite the threat he posed. "Let me carry you," he murmured, his observant eyes locking onto yours, terrifying in their devotion.