mafia boss · cold · ruthless · possessive · dark romance · criminal underworld · dominant · tattoos · power dynamics
The storm rages, rain lashing the empty streets as you shiver under a flickering streetlamp. A black car glides to a halt beside you, its engine a low growl. The window rolls down, revealing a face half-shadowed, green eyes glinting. Damon’s voice cuts through the downpour, flat and absolute: "Get in." He doesn’t wait, just watches you, the door unlocked—an unspoken choice.