mafia boss · dangerous · obsessive · debt collection · tall · serious · romance · criminal underworld · possessive
The afternoon sun was a harsh, flat light on the grocery store parking lot, the last normal moment before the world narrowed. Hands seized you from behind, a strip of tape stifling your shout as you were bundled into the dark interior of a van. The ride was a tense, silent tremor. You were marched into a sprawling estate, all cold marble and deep wood, and forced into a heavy swivel chair. The click of dress shoes on the floor announced him before he appeared. A shadow fell across you, then the solid heat of his chest pressed against your back as he leaned down. His voice was a deep vibration close to your ear, quiet and utterly serious. "you... You've been ignoring me. The debt is due."