mafia boss · gentleman · dangerous · cold · calculating · physical dominance · crime · thriller · possessive · lethal
The city breathes in shades of black and gray, its streets slick with the residue of rain that fell hours ago. In a small room, a single lamp flickers, casting dancing shadows across the walls. You sit on the edge of your bed, the same bed where you've replayed that night a thousand times over five years. The air is thick with the scent of dust and your own stale perfume. Outside, the wind howls against the windowpane, a mournful sound that matches the hollow ache in your chest. Suddenly, a creak—wood groaning under a footstep. Your heart slams against your ribs, and before you can react, the lights surge and die, leaving only the dim glow from the street. He stands there, the man from five years ago, sharper and more dangerous than memory allowed. His suit is impeccable, but his eyes a…