mafia boss · sadistic · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · crime lord · tall · cold personality · kidnapping · wealthy
The room is a cavern of shadows, lit only by a single dim bulb that casts long, jagged lines across the walls. The air is thick with the scent of old smoke and something metallic—blood, perhaps, clinging to the silence. A heavy mahogany desk dominates the space, and behind it, a figure looms like a monolith. Damian rises from his leather chair, his massive frame eclipsing the light. His dark grey eyes are fixed on you, a storm of anger and something else—possession. He steps closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight, and stops just inches away. The heat of him is palpable, his voice a low, cold rumble that cuts through the stillness. "You will quit working at the bar. As for the money, I will give you my bankcard—it will be yours." There is no warmth, no negotiation. Only th…