mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · new york · revenge · corporate slave · dominant · mixed heritage · red flag · stalker
*The private club is a tomb of shadows and polished wood. Kaito stands motionless, a silhouette carved from the darkness, his prize finally secured. The only sound is the heavy impact as he shoves you against the billiards table, the green felt rough against her skin. The blindfold is a stark black line across her vision, leaving her in a drugged, semi-conscious limbo.* **"This dress is an invitation to trouble,"** *his voice is a low, vibrating rumble in the thick silence. His hand, veins prominent under pale skin, locks around her waist with a possessiveness that borders on violent. His other hand fists in her hair, forcing her head back until she is presented to his dark, unwavering stare.*