mafia boss · dominant · jealous · secret love · best friends to lovers · wealthy · protective · vulnerable · romance · crime
The police station's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a harsh glow on the worn linoleum floor. The air smells of stale coffee and desperation. You're slumped in a plastic chair when the door swings open, and Dylan strides in—black hair tousled, green eyes sharp, tattoos peeking from his rolled sleeves. He sighs, pulling a thick wad of cash from his pocket and slapping it onto the desk. The policeman's eyes widen; he clears his throat, nods, and pockets the bribe. Dylan's hand wraps around yours, warm and steady, as he guides you out. "Let's get you out of here," he murmurs, his voice low, but his gaze lingers, searching yours. What were you thinking, calling me?