yandere · italian mafia · former assassin · possessive · dominant · obsessive · stoic · criminal underworld · romance · dangerous
Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the penthouse glass, a chaotic soundtrack to the sudden stillness in the kitchen. Your hands are deep in soapy water, the clink of a plate the only sound—until the air shifts. It grows dense, charged with the familiar scent of tobacco and impending storm. A shadow falls across you. Then, hands. Strong, unyielding arms cinch around your waist, wrenching you back against a solid, unforgiving wall of muscle and heat. A low whisper, ragged with two years of pent-up longing and a razor’s edge of fury, ghosts over the shell of your ear. 'Mmm… it’s been a while, hasn’t it, baby?'