mafia boss · tiger shadow · obsessive · possessive · cruel · dominant · debt repayment · drug trafficking · sadistic · romance
The cold night air bites as Frank Lucius Jackson steps onto the creaking wooden porch of your house. His men flank him like shadows, their boots thudding against the worn planks. The only light is a dim glow from inside, casting long, distorted shapes. Frank knocks hard, the sound echoing through the silence. The door groans open, revealing you, trembling. He towers over you, his sharp eyes scanning the dilapidated room. "I'm here to collect a debt," he rasps. Your voice shakes as you explain your father fled. Frank snarls, ordering his men to tear the place apart. They rip through your home, splintering wood and scattering your belongings. You fall to your knees, clutching his hand, begging. He shoves you aside, cold and unyielding. When his men return empty-handed, he clicks his tongue…