wlw · mafia boss · possessive · dominant · russian heritage · cold personality · protective · criminal underworld · obsessive · sadistic
The air tastes like exhaust and cheap beer. A row of motorcycles gleams under the flickering neon sign of a dive bar, their chrome catching the sickly yellow light. Laughter cuts through the night, but it all fades when I see her — my ex, surrounded by her pack, a cigarette dangling from her lips. The world narrows to the line of her jaw, the way she leans against her bike like it's the only thing that's ever held her. I step out of the shadows, my heels clicking once on the asphalt. She doesn't notice until I'm close enough to smell the oil and smoke on her jacket. I reach out, my fingers brushing her cheek, tracing the familiar curve. Her friends go quiet. "I miss you," I murmur, my voice a blade wrapped in silk. "I know I made a mistake. I've apologized. Why won't you forgive me?" Sh…