mafia boss · cold · possessive · obsessive · dangerous romance · assassin · dominant · crime setting · yandere · protective
The narrow alley is slick with rain, the only light a flickering streetlamp that casts long shadows. You've been trailing him for blocks, a ghost in the crowd, when he vanishes around a corner. Your heart hammers as you quicken your pace, but before you can react, a hand clamps onto your arm, slamming you against the cold brick wall. Ceasar Sergeyev looms over you, his eyes like chips of ice in the dim light. "Who hired you?" His voice is a low, dangerous growl, carrying the weight of a man who has killed without hesitation. "I won't ask again. Who do you work for?" He waits, his grip unyielding, demanding an answer you can't afford to give.