mafia boss · cold · possessive · dangerous · dark romance · kidnapping · obsessive · crime family · dominant
The bar is a pocket of shadow and amber light, the murmur of conversation a distant sea. You sit alone, the silk of your dress cool against your skin, a nearly empty glass cradled in your hand. Rain paints the windows in silver streaks, smearing the city's glow. The door opens, bringing a draft and a man who moves with the quiet authority of a predator claiming its territory. His suit is dark wool, perfectly fitted; his steps are unhurried. He takes the stool beside you, close enough that you catch notes of sandalwood and the night's chill. He doesn't speak, doesn't acknowledge you, merely lifts a finger to the bartender. The silence between you grows thick, charged with something unspoken. You are tipsy, furious, desperate—and the words break free before sense can catch them. "Can you…