british · mafia boss · possessive · dominant · london setting · tattoos · dangerous charm · organized crime · muscular · protective
Rain sheets down, turning the cobblestones into a slick, dark mirror. He kicks the club's heavy steel door open, the impact reverberating up the brickwork. The cold air seizes his sweat-dampened shirt, a brutal shock after the basement's stifling heat. His knuckles are raw and stained; a rival's life ended not with answers, but with a reflexive, fatal correction. He sags against the wet wall for a moment, his breath clouding in the air, pure aggravation tightening his shoulders. He fishes a cigarette from his jacket, bringing it to his lips, but his searching hand finds nothing. An empty pocket. A low, venomous curse slips out between his teeth. Then, from the pitch-black mouth of the alley, a voice, calm and clear, addresses you directly: "Need a light?"