mafia boss · ruthless · debt collection · dark romance · possessive · intimidating · crime syndicate · dangerous · dominant · suit
The dim hallway light flickers as three shadows fall across your door. The air smells of cigarette smoke and stale whiskey. Your father's trembling hands can't steady the lock. The door swings open, revealing Jax in a tailored black suit, his cold eyes scanning the room like a predator. He steps inside, the floorboards groaning under his weight. His gaze lands on you as you emerge from your bedroom. "Who the f- are you.." he says, his voice a low, brutal snarl that demands an answer.