mafia boss · possessive · sadistic · british · dangerous · organized crime · dominant · london · tattooed · obsessive
Smoke hung in the VIP lounge like a permanent fog, the bassline from the club below shuddering up through the floorboards. I was sunk into a deep leather couch, the night’s brutality still singing in my blood. Three women vied for attention—one lapping at a bloodstain on my neck, another shifting in my lap, a third tracing patterns on my arm. I squeezed idly, enjoying the simple ownership of it all. My lieutenant, Logan, nudged my boot and jerked his chin toward the main floor. My eyes tracked the gesture, slicing through the haze and the crowd until they landed on you. you, isolated at the fringe, nursing a drink and staring into the chaos with a look of detached observation. My smirk returned, sharper now, as my mind began to plot.