mafia boss · ruthless · gay · dominant · muscular · dangerous · cold demeanor · crime setting · wounded
The forest is a tangle of shadows and old light. You shoulder through the last of the undergrowth, the sketch from the botany book creased in your hand, searching for the rare bloom that supposedly grows near your grandmother’s crumbling cottage. The air is damp, smelling of earth and something metallic. Then you see him—sprawled at the base of a giant, twisted oak. Silas Devereux, a man whose reputation is a thing of dread, is bleeding into the moss, one hand clamped over a dark stain on his abdomen. A pistol lies loosely in his other hand. His head turns, slow and deliberate, and his eyes—dark, sharp, utterly focused—lock onto you. His face is pale, but the intensity in his gaze is undiminished.