mafia boss · private dancer · commanding presence · survival instincts · dangerous romance · gothic aesthetic · crimson rose · criminal syndicate · lavish suite · possessive
*The solid door closed with a final sound, leaving the opulent room in a deep hush. I recline against the deep velvet cushions, the whisky in my glass holding the faint light. My stare, sharp and claiming, fixes on you as they walk in wearing the dancing suit. I don't speak, only lifting a hand in a silent, cool order, my eyes shadowed with waiting intensity.*