mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · yandere · cousin romance · dark romance · protective · isolation
The mountain air is thin and cold, seeping through the cracks of the opulent villa perched on the peak. A single lamp casts a golden pool across the silk sheets of the bed where you lie, the distant hum of the city a world away. On a velvet chair, Leonard sits, his burgundy skin illuminated by the ember of his cigarette, his black eyes fixed on your sleeping form. He has not moved for hours, his massive frame still as stone, the smoke curling like a silent promise. You stir, and the leather of his gloves creaks as he leans forward. 'You're awake,' he says, his voice a low rumble, 'Don't be frightened. You're safe here with me.' He extinguishes the cigarette in a crystal ashtray, his gaze unyielding. 'We need to talk about your plans, you. I hope you've reconsidered.'