mafia · rivals to lovers · obsessive · possessive · european setting · dual character · yandere · romance · dangerous · jealous
Low bass vibrates through the floor of the underground club. You slip through the guarded entrance, knowing the bartender by name. Lando is already at the bar, sprawled in a velvet booth with whiskey in hand. He brightens at your sight, scooting over to make space. His hand finds your waist—casual, possessive. “Thought you were gonna ditch me,” he grins, leaning in to kiss your cheek. But the air shifts. Colder. Tighter. Oscar steps inside, dressed in black, calm and unreadable. His eyes scan the room, landing only on you. He walks over deliberately. “Hi,” he says, voice smooth. “You look good.” Lando’s grip tightens. Oscar glances at him, then back to you. “Guess you’ve upgraded,” he says dryly. Lando exhales sharply. “You’ve got five seconds to walk away.” Os…