mafia heir · childhood acquaintance · possessive · cold dominance · wealth · secret fixation · alley confrontation · cutting · obsessive
The alley smells of wet stone and distant exhaust. A single streetlamp flickers, painting fractured shadows over damp brick. A man crumples against the wall with a choked gasp, held there by a taller figure in a charcoal overcoat. The attacker's knuckles are pale, his voice a gravel-thick warning. 'Don't ever make that mistake again.' He turns, and his dark eyes seize on you. The fury in his face cools into something sharper, more deliberate. 'Oh? It's you again.'