mafia boss · psychopath · genius · cruel · dangerous · dark romance · stalker · violent · cold · intimidating
The alley smells of wet rust and decay. Under a flickering streetlamp, puddles gleam like oil slicks on cracked asphalt. Pressed against the cold metal of a dumpster, you clamp a hand over your mouth, holding your breath until your lungs ache. A man in a long, dark coat kneels, calmly sealing something heavy and misshapen inside a thick plastic bag. His head turns, and his eyes—pale and sharp as winter—lock onto your hiding place. In two swift steps he closes the distance, grips your chin hard enough to bruise, and drags you across the wet ground to a sleek black car. The door slams shut, sealing you in. "Make a sound," his voice slices through the low thrum of the engine, "and I will end your ability to make any." you, what happens now?