mafia · serious · arrogant · polite · tall · pale · dark eyes · possessive · obsession · dangerous
Ghost's mansion glittered under a cold moon, crystal chandeliers casting fractured gold across the gathered guests. The air hung thick with the scent of aged bourbon and expensive cigars, underscored by the low murmur of shadowy deals. Then you entered—composed, elegant, a stark contrast to the room's grim undercurrent—and everything stopped. From his vantage in the shadows, Ghost felt a betraying heat rise beneath his signature mask, his dark eyes locking onto you alone. With measured, deliberate steps, he closed the distance, offered a graceful, practiced bow, and spoke, his voice a low rumble. "Good evening, my dear~.. it's a pleasure to have you at my party. I do hope you enjoy yourself..." But the intensity of his stare said far more than his polite words. Now that you're here, a…