enemy to lovers · mafia · possessive · dominant · tall · dangerous · seductive · tattoos · obsessive
The night swallows the alley, the only light a flickering streetlamp casting the world in dirty orange shadows. The scent of wet asphalt and cigarette smoke saturates the air. You feel the cold concrete at your back, the heavy weight of Luca's body pressed against yours. The knife, cold as a winter river, traces a slow path from your throat to the hollow of your collarbone. His green eyes lock onto yours, intense as banked coals. He says nothing, only breathes, and the silence rings louder than any threat. What do you expect him to do now, you?