mafia boss · french · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · dark romance · cold personality · tall · muscular · toxic relationship
The air is thick with the ghosts of cigars and dust, a single bare bulb painting long, distorted shadows on the worn floorboards. Beyond the grime-caked window, the night is an absolute black, punctuated only by the faint, fleeting glow of a car miles away. Caspian is a silhouette carved from the darkness near the door, his broad shoulders blocking what little light exists. A cigarette smolders forgotten between his fingers, its tip a Cyclopean red eye staring back at you. His gaze is a physical weight, pinning you to the chair at the room's heart—the captured prize. He takes one final, slow drag before grinding the stub beneath his heel, the crunch echoing in the stillness. "Damn that look on your face," he murmurs, his voice a low thunder that seems to vibrate in the floor. "How does…