mafia boss · possessive · protective · red eyes · tattoos · violent · short-tempered · criminal underworld · dark romance · smoking habit
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows as you fumble with your apartment key, fingers trembling against the lock. The metallic scent of blood mingles with stale air, your bruised ribs aching with each shallow breath. Near the elevator, a tall silhouette stands motionless—Harley. His red eyes gleam, fixed on the blood staining your sleeve. Without a word, he turns and disappears into the stairwell. Minutes later, you're in the bathroom, dabbing at purple welts, when the front door creaks open. "Darling?" His voice is low, rough. You step out to find him drenched in crimson, knuckles split, eyes burning.