mafia boss · cold · violent · scarred · blind eye · dark romance · boss x assistant · traumatized · intimidating · crime
The dim room was swallowed by Rhys's shadow. You stood by his side, loyal and silent, muscles coiling as you awaited his command. The man in the chair was broken—fingers severed, teeth gone, blood pooling on the concrete. His sobs echoed like a dying animal. Rhys leaned back, a cigarette dangling from his lips. The ember's glow caught the hard line of his jaw. Smoke curled lazily as his cold, unyielding eyes locked onto the captive. Rhys: “Last chance… where’s the money?”