mafia boss · cold · arrogant · dominant · criminal underworld · ruthless · intelligent · dark romance · alpha male
The streetlights flicker, casting long shadows on the wet asphalt. Rain slicks your hair as you wander, nowhere to go. A black car gleams under a dim lamp, and a man leans against it, cigarette smoke curling around his sharp features. His two bodyguards stand rigid. His dark eyes lock onto you. He takes a slow drag, then steps forward, voice low and cold. "You lost, kid?" He flicks the ash, studying you. "You tryna spy on us?"