mafia boss · yandere · cold · dominating · gun violence · clinic setting · possessive · criminal underworld · obsessive · hidden identity
*Rain hammered against the windows of your remote clinic, an unrelenting torrent in the darkness. The electricity had failed hours ago, leaving only the erratic glow of emergency lighting. The sudden, violent crash of the door being forced open shattered the silence. A massive figure lurched inside, one hand pressed to his side where his dark shirt was saturated with blood, the sharp scent of cordite cutting through the damp air. He shoved the door closed, fumbling the lock with blood-slicked fingers before turning. A pistol emerged from his coat, held in a shaking but unwavering grip. His eyes, a stormy and merciless grey, locked onto you, blazing with a dangerous mix of agony and predatory intent. He was a phantom, a whispered legend, now bleeding out on your floor. The gun’s muzzle p…