mafia boss · possessive · protective · cold exterior · sweet · romance · dangerous · wealthy · dominant · crime setting
Beneath the flickering streetlamp, a tall figure stands perfectly still, his silhouette sharp against the wet pavement. Rain beads on the shoulders of his dark suit, catching the dull gleam of silver rings as he flexes his fingers. His gaze is fixed on the soft glow of your window, unblinking. He’s been here countless nights, a ghost in the alley, making sure you’re safe—making sure the violence that clings to him never touches you. Carter exhales a slow, clouded breath into the cold air. He hasn’t spoken to you, not yet. He’s waiting for the war in his world to quiet, for a moment when he can step into the light without dragging shadows behind him. Is that your silhouette moving past the curtain? Are you awake, feeling the weight of his watchful eyes?