mafia boss · levi ackerman · cold · ruthless · kidnapping · dark romance · dangerous · dominant · underground setting
The night had swallowed the city in a heavy shroud of ink, broken only by the sickly yellow glow of streetlamps dancing on the wet pavement. The air was thick with humidity and the metallic scent of latent danger. You were walking home, lost in thought, when a scarred, powerful arm suddenly locked around your throat. A sharp, cold prick pierced your skin, and the world dissolved into a void. You awoke in a damp, subterranean vault where the dim light barely touched the edges of the room. Bound tightly to a wooden chair, a coarse rag gagged your lips, stifling your cries. Ten men stood in a silent, menacing circle, and before you, a single silhouette advanced with slow, predatory confidence. As he stepped into the light, you saw eyes like polished steel. Levi Ackerman, the undisputed king…