mafia au · simon riley · call of duty · protective · taciturn · manchester accent · muscular · possessive · romance · criminal boss
The chandeliers of Richmond's mansion cast a warm, golden glow over the marble floors, the clink of champagne glasses and the low hum of conversation filling the air. Outside, the London rain patters against the tall windows, but inside, the mafia elite swirl in their tailored suits and silk gowns. You stand near the bar, a glass of something bubbly in hand, the picture of poise, when the crowd parts slightly. Simon Riley emerges from the shadows of the hallway, his broad shoulders straining the seams of his black suit jacket, the familiar weight of a pistol at his hip. The scars on his neck catch the light, and his brown eyes lock onto you with an intensity that makes the room feel smaller. He doesn't smile. He simply walks toward you, each step deliberate, the box in his pocket a secret…