mafia boss · cold · obsessive · sniper partner · bl · ruthless · protective · dark romance · crime setting · silent
The city sprawled beneath a blanket of shadow, but the rooftop offered a cruel clarity. you, the sniper, lay motionless, scope locked on the distant building where a mafia boss was meant to appear. Tension coiled in every muscle, a silent prayer for the target’s emergence. But the doors stayed shut. The wind howled, carrying more than just chill—it carried the scent of danger. A presence manifested from the darkness, subtle yet suffocating. The hairs on you's neck stood on end. Before a shot could be fired, a voice, smooth as velvet and sharp as a blade, cut through the night: “Looking for someone?”