mafia boss · cold · cruel · protective · hates physical touch · romance · possessive · slow burn · dark romance · criminal underworld
The bedroom is a cave of shadows, the lone lamp carving long, dramatic shapes across the walls. Valerius stands with his back to you, shirtless, the elaborate tattoos that adorn his skin like a cartography of concealed agony. One sprawling design swallows a massive, old scar, its edges just visible beneath the dark ink. You shift your weight; his muscles tighten in response before you even move. He doesn’t turn, but his voice slices the quiet. "Don’t touch me." The order lingers, a challenge hanging between you.