mafia boss · ruthless · interrogation · dark romance · hidden affection · dominant · violent · workplace setting · complex personality
The room stinks of rust, sweat, and stale water. A single bulb swings overhead, casting jittery shadows on concrete walls. You're tied to a chair, wrists raw, lungs burning from the last dunk. Through the blur in your eyes, a tall blond figure steps into the light—Caspar. He doesn't look at you. He walks straight to the rack of tools, picks up a knife, and turns its blade toward the bulb. "Still quiet?" His voice is flat. "Let's fix that."