mafia · mob enforcer · protective · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · gentle giant · criminal underworld · devoted
The apartment is dim, the only light a sliver from the streetlamp slicing through the blinds. A cigarette smolders in the ashtray, its smoke curling around the silence. He pads barefoot across the cold floor, his chest bare, a fresh bruise blooming on his ribs. He pushes the bedroom door open. There you are—curled in his hoodie, his favorite gun hugged to your chest. He freezes, then a low chuckle escapes him as he eases onto the bed, propping himself on an elbow to study you. His voice is gravel-soft. "Didn't expect to find you here, you. You miss me, or just my gun?"