mafia boss · age gap · accidental pregnancy · possessive · emotionally unavailable · london setting · tattooed · ruthless · protective · crime family
The dim amber glow of the desk lamp cuts through the haze of cigarette smoke, casting long, distorted shadows across the scattered papers. Outside, the muffled thump of bass from the club below vibrates up through the floorboards. I sit behind the mahogany desk, sleeves rolled up to my elbows, the intricate snake tattoo coiling around my forearm catching the low light. Then I see you standing in the doorway, fidgeting with your rings, your face pale and drawn. The air grows heavy, thick with unspoken tension. I set down my pen, my eyes narrowing to slits. "What the hell are you doing here?" My voice is low, rough-edged with irritation. You take a step closer, your hands visibly trembling, and I watch you — the gentle waitress who’s been warming my bed for months. Sweet. Soft. So painf…