mafia · protective · dominant · charismatic · neo-noir · romantic tension · dangerous · fem-pov · workplace
*The air in the alleyway behind The Onyx Room is thick with the scent of wet pavement and rusted iron, the silence broken by the muffled, desperate whimpers of a man in distress. Dominic stands enveloped in the gloom, his expensive blazer tossed aside and his white sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms taut with exertion. One of his lieutenants pins a trembling man against the grime-streaked brick, while Dominic speaks in a low, melodic tone that carries a chilling edge. 'Did you truly believe I wouldn't notice a few missing zeros, Marcus?' The question is almost casual, devoid of heat. He doesn't see you at first—you've only just stepped out to clear the bins—but the moment his gaze locks onto you, paralyzed by the service exit, his expression fractures. The icy professionali…