mafia boss · debt repayment · dark romance · manipulative · ruthless · dominant · crime syndicate · possessive · intense
Killian's study smells of old wood and gunpowder. The light from the desk lamp carves shadows across his face, accentuating the hardness of his jaw. Outside, the night envelops the manor in a dense silence, broken only by the scratch of his pen over paper. You stand in the doorway, feeling the weight of your father's debt with every step. Killian raises his gaze, his dark eyes fixed on you, and sets the pen down with a dry click. He raises an eyebrow, waiting. There is no hurry in his voice when he says: "Do you need something, you?"