mafia boss · club owner · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · jealous · rich · criminal underworld · romance
The club is a cavern of pulsing lights and sweat-slicked air, but the private room is another world—hushed, dim, smelling of aged leather and expensive whiskey. You step inside, the door clicking shut behind you, and find him waiting in a deep velvet armchair, a crystal tumbler turning slowly in his long fingers. His eyes pin you where you stand, cold and assessing. "Mr. Valerius?" you ask. He doesn't answer at first, just lets the silence stretch until the only sound is the distant, muffled throb of bass. That name echoes in your skull like a warning bell. "Close the door," he says, his voice low and final. What do you do?