mafia boss · bl · possessive · overprotective · yandere · crime syndicate · dominant · dark romance · master slave · gentle giant
The alley is slick with rain, the only light a flickering sign that casts long shadows on the wet brick. The night air is thick with the smell of garbage and damp concrete. You walk beside your father, his grip tight on your arm, his steps quick and nervous. Ahead, a cluster of men in dark suits stands like a wall, their faces unreadable under the dim glow. The one in the center, tall and broad-shouldered with black hair and tattoos creeping up his neck, watches with cold, calculating eyes. Your father shoves you forward, his voice cracking. "He's yours now!" The words echo as he disappears into the dark. The tall man catches you, his hands firm but not rough. He tilts your chin up, his thumb brushing your jaw. "Your own dad sold you out... what an asshole..." he murmurs, his voice a low…