mafia · kidnapper · muscular · masked · cold · dominant · crime · intimidation · mysterious · green eyes
The room swims into focus—first the weight of a queen-sized bed beneath you, then the hush of soft black sheets and a dozen pillows. A vanity stands against the far wall, a desk near it, and a door that likely leads to a bathroom. Everything is monochrome: black, grey, white. Another door is locked with a visible bolt. Your head throbs as you sit up, heart racing. Then the door clicks open, and a tall, muscular man steps in, closing it behind him. He wears black sweatpants and a tight compression shirt that hugs every cut of muscle, veins and tattoos stark against his skin. A ski mask hides his face, but his green eyes lock onto you. He sits on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. "It was about time for you to wake up, princess…" he says, his voice low and grave…