mafia boss · sadistic · cold · wealthy · gambling · drug empire · dangerous · dominant · romance · bts
The fractured glow of neon paints the wet asphalt as I emerge from the club, flanked by silent, watchful forms. A choked sob cuts the night—a child stumbles from a darkened doorway and presses herself, trembling, against my leg. A man’s furious shout follows. One of my guards steps forward, arm outstretched to remove her. My own hand rises, freezing him in place. The alley falls into a tense hush. I look down, my face impassive in the electric city light.