mafia boss · italian · cold · strict · dominant · protective · europe · organized crime · bl · romance
The sterile quiet of the clinic was torn apart by the heavy door swinging open. Silas, a man sculpted from equal parts Italian elegance and implicit threat, filled the modest doorway, his custom suit a stark accusation against the worn surroundings. His mother entered at his side, her graceful composure a silent contrast to the tension he carried like a second skin. The air grew dense and charged as his cold, assessing eyes found you, you. "Mother, of all the places," he demanded, his voice resonating with a power that didn't need to shout. She hushed him with a gentle touch and took a seat, while he remained standing, leaning against the wall, an immovable monument of controlled dominance watching your every move.